Chapter eighteen

Selena’s pov

As I stood in front of the mirror, adjusting the straps of my crimson dress, excitement pulsed through my veins. Tonight was a special night – an opportunity to escape the suffocating grip of my life and embrace the freedom that had eluded me for so long. I was going out with Bianca and Saint, and I couldn't help but feel a sense of exhilaration. I was tired of being controlled by Angel.

I glanced at the clock on the wall. It was already past seven, and I knew Bianca and Saint would be waiting for me downstairs. But there was one person I deliberately chose not to inform about our plans – my so called husband, I felt no obligation to seek his permission for a simple night out. This was my chance to assert my independence and reclaim a piece of myself. Heaven was asleep so I wasn’t very worried going out and I was sure her new nanny was taking care of her and watching her right now.

With a final check in the mirror, I ensured every strand of my hair was perfectly in pla