Selene's POV
I hadn’t left my room in two days.
The curtains were drawn so tight not even a flicker of moonlight could sneak in. The whole place smelled like spilled wine, regret, and something rotten. Probably me. I hadn’t showered. I hadn’t eaten. I just lay there, curled up in Victor’s oversized T-shirt like it meant something. Like it didn’t smell like betrayal.
My throat was still sore fr
