CHAPTER EIGHT

SECRETS

Selena groaned in pain as she sat up on the bed.

She tried to gingerly feel her back with her fingers and winced when she touched a swollen bruise. She dreaded how much it was going to hurt when she took a bath.

The events of the previous night came back to her, including the dream she had had. It had felt so real. As she mulled over the events of the dream, trying to decode it's hidden meaning, she heard her father's footsteps as he walked past her door.

At once she was filled with dread about facing her father. She debated about staying in her room all day and concluded that it was an act of cowardice.

She was almost twenty. A grown woman. She thought. She must learn to be bold and start trying to address uncomfortable situations instead of ignoring them.

On the bright side, she had a new job and a seemingly nice boss who was so sexy, as attractive as hell and…. She mentally shook her head. There were far more important things to ponder on than the good looks of Gabriel Adam