Mystery Bride's Revenge (Selina)

Chapter 5

After teaming up with her fake husband, Selina found herself standing outside the city hall, feeling a little lost. Pulling out her phone, she scrolled through her contacts. With a hesitant bite of her lip, she tapped on a number.

The other line picked up quickly, and there was a warm, raspy voice laced with a hint of mischief. "Selina, what's going down? Missing me!"

"Lydia." Just hearing that voice made Selina's voice thick with emotion, her eyes brimming with tears.

"Whoa, what's up! Selina, you sound like you're about to cry. Did the Harvey family mess with you? I swear, they've got another thing coming!"

"No, Lyddia.... L.. I just really need to see you. Where are you!" said Selina

"Chill, Selina. I'm over in Sokovis. Hang tight-1 shoot you the address."

Selina made a beeline for a posh apartment in downtown Sokovis and almost crashed into a striking figure wearing Pikachu pajamas. "Selina!" They hugged each other hard.

"Lydia." It was the kind of hug that felt like home. Not a daydream. Selina couldn't keep her tears back any longer.

apart like this, they and their fellow students were penniless, fresh out on their own struggling to make a name for themselves. "Come on, let's head upstairs" she said. Once they were settled in Lydia's place and Selina

coming what a train wreck the Harvey family would be-selling a big sub story about finding their long-lost daughter, only to give her the cold shoulder. If Selina hadn't kept it under

of Selina's rough past, she'd be off the charts

done, Lydia. I'm done with them. Once Tm out, I'm free.

now I'm

bitterness. But they weren't worth her time. She paid a tough price in her past, anal with this second shot, she just wanted a life all her own and stayed away from the Harvey farmily. And

thing tomorrow, we get your registration sorted. Screw the Harvey family. You've got us-and we've

you all, and that's enough Selina's eyes lit up with genuine warmth

like old times

down, Selina couldn't be more thankful. Even faced with the Harvey

wasn't really hers. But not this time-this

its vibe ared exclusivity. People needed reservations and Tickets to get

bands nightly. If one were tuned into the rock scene, they knew Starlight Club-a place known for

BMW rolled up to Starlight

her sunglasses, Lydia clipped them to her collared t-shirt. She was all rock-chic, with a black leather jacket, knee-high boots, black tights, and the right touch of makeup. She transformed from