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A Desperate Selina

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Selina’s Point Of View

I didn’t slam the phone down when Rogan hung up on me.

I didn’t throw it either, though God, I wanted to.

I just sat there in the study, staring at my own reflection in the black screen like it was mocking me. My pulse was so loud in my ears it felt like the whole damn room was vibrating.

He was supposed to be the one to handle this in a less brutal way. Rogan. Charming, persistent Rogan, with his whole “I’ll make her mine” act. It was perfect. Let him chase her down, let him be the mess in her life, let him get rid of her for me. But no, he bails. Just like that. No explanation, no apology.

Something in my gut told me he’d seen something. Something that made him pull out faster than a coward in a losing fight. And knowing Kieran, it wasn’t just her sharp tongue or her stubbornness. No, it was bigger than that.

I wasn’t going to sit here and guess.

So I made some calls. Quiet calls. The kind that never show up in phone records because they’re done on lines most
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