Alora's POV

It was my first day of college, the first day of the life I had always craved.

Selene had insisted the driver drop me off before she went to work.

As soon as we got to the school parking lot, she turned from the front seat and handed me a phone. “You will need this”.

“Thank you, Mother,” the word came out before I could stop it.

I heaved a sigh, adjusting my Gucci handbag that Selene had lent me from her array of designer bags.

I walked through the gates trying to look like ...