SELENA POV

I stood up from the balcony slowly, my mind heavy and my chest tight from all the confusing feelings I had been avoiding for a week now. The night breeze brushed my skin, and I exhaled shakily. Enough was enough. I couldn’t keep pretending everything was fine. If Marcus was pulling away, I needed to hear it directly from him, not from whispers, not from my fears, not from Aiyana’s restless growls.

I walked into the closet and changed into a fitted, sexy dress. Something soft, ...