Mia slammed her bedroom door behind her, her cheeks burning with embarrassment and something else she didn't want to name. She paced back and forth across the plush carpet, trying to calm her racing heart.

"I don't care," she muttered to herself. "I don't care if he spends all day with her. I don't care if he believes her ridiculous lies. I don't care about Harry Bennett at all!"

But even as the words left her mouth, she knew they weren't true. The sight of Selen pressing herself against ...