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“Fuck!” She might be Selena and she might not be. She might be doing that because of her. Because of Louisa. I halted my movement on my hair and arched my brows in furry. “This doesn't make any sense.” I scoffed, letting my hand slide down from my head. “There’s no way Selena would deny knowing me because of that piece of shit called Louisiana!”

Rowan responded with a thumbs-up, and I sent a text informing Xavier before shoving the phone back into my pocket. "Prince Lucian?" I looked up. Selena had set her fork down and was trying to tuck a strand of dark hair behind her ear, but it kept falling back into her face. She huffed in frustration. "Could you help me?" she asked, her cheeks flushing slightly. "My hair keeps getting in the way. I'd do it myself, but I don't want to touch my bandage." "Of course." I stood and moved to sit behind her on the bed. "What do you need?"

She turned and saw Maddie coming in her direction. Maddie was a very beautiful girl, red-haired with honey-colored eyes. She was one of the most beautiful women Selena had ever seen. Everyone used to say that Selena was incredibly beautiful too, just like her mother. She had her mother's long black hair, her tanned skin and grayish eyes. She saw in a few pictures and they were pretty similar indeed. Selena and Maddie weren't exactly what they called popular girls, but Maddie always joked that her and Selena were a hell of a pair and that they were underestimated.

I don't want to face another Lara. Humming along with her, he hung up and sighed. "I'll probably end up getting fired by him." ............................................... Lowering her head, she worked. Selena's entire focus was on reading the files, but her hair was coming in the middle again and again. The time she rolled them back, they came in front over and blocked her vision. Annoyed by this, she soon gave up and read the files by distracting her attention from her hair. Just then, she felt something over her neck, which made her stop at her spot. Her eyes raised as warm pairs of hands touched her skin while tugging her hair back.

“But I still don’t remember you.” Valentina staggered back as if struck. “No. Valerie….” Selena’s voice rose, cutting her off. “Don’t call me that! Not anymore.” Her chest heaved, her voice breaking. “My name is Selena Monroe.” Valentina’s mask slipped, fury tightening her face. “You are making a mistake, niña. A mistake that will cost you everything.” Selena’s hands clenched at her sides. “Or maybe it will give me back what I lost.”

"WAIT, your highness!" Selena called out as Prince Killian took slow strides to search for his bodyguard. Taken aback, the prince came to a halt, spun around, and peered at the youngest Forcas who had left her unfinished meal. Dressed in a simple white t-shirt, pink above-the-knee shorts, and pink flat shoes, Selena flashed a toothy smile at him. "Did you forget your room is on the second floor?" She jogged up to him, her fiery red hair in ponytails bouncing on her shoulders.

Thus, Pierre had no choice but to exchange social media contacts with Juniper. "My mommy is actually a very unrefined woman. She likes…" As she spoke, Selena came down from upstairs, so Juniper immediately put her finger to her lips. "Shh. Remember to keep everything I told you a secret." Then, the two of them looked up at Selena, who had her hair up in a simple chignon, and she wore light makeup on her face. She had an off-the-shoulder white blouse paired with a checkered fishtail skirt, making her look cute and sexy at the same time.

When they were done there, Arabella had an appointment set up for Selene at Arabella’s hair salon for a hair cut and make over. Bringing in the last of the bags, Arabella and Serene flopped down on the couch. A day like that one would exhaust anyone. Arabella smiled when Selene stood up and twirled around in her new cloths. With her hair cut to soften her features, Selene boasted a red silk shirt tucked into high waist cotton pants. She looked amazing. Often during their day out someone would comment about how much Arabella and Selene looked alike and were they sisters. It confused Arabella but pleased Selene.

Chapter 20 Selena “What exactly are you planning, Serena?” I asked, crossing my arms and staring at my sister. Serena rolled her eyes and ran her fingers through her new extensions casually. “I’m not planning anything, and I just wanted a new look, so mind your business.” “You copied my exact hair length the day before the Gala,” I said flatly. “That’s not a coincidence and you know it.” “You’re so paranoid,” Serena said, waving me off with a dismissive hand. “Not everything is about you, Selena, and maybe I just wanted to look good for once.”