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Chapter 47

Selena stood in front of her dressing mirror with her head facing down.

"How could I?" she clenched her fist together.

Her thoughts consumed her; she had never felt the ground opening up and swallowing her. She was consumed with embarrassment lingering through her veins.

And all she could do was blame an unfortunate being. Arya Scotler. How could she have so many effects on her even in her absence?

Selena could see the eyes of the crowd that looked down on her with so much disappointment in their eyes.

This wasn't her; what happened to her? The crowd murmured, and she just couldn't help herself standing there at the podium.

No one was coming to rescue her; no one was coming to take away the shame buried deep in her.

She heard footsteps approaching, but she was too scared to look at the person. She was scared of herself. Something that has never happened to her before. She was calm, but her breathing accelerated each minute as the crowd murmured.

Wolves talk in twos and threes. Frust
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