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.

a name for themselves. "Come on, let's head upstairs" she said. Once they were settled in

saw 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

Selina's rough past, she'd be off

done, Lydia. I'm done with them.

and now I'm taking my life

this second shot, she just wanted a life all her own and stayed away from the Harvey farmily. And if they stood in her way

your registration sorted. Screw

I've got you all, and that's enough Selina's eyes lit up with genuine warmth as she cuddled

was the big sister, stroking Selina's hair like old times back when they were kids in

Harvey family's true colors,

naive, hanging on to something that wasn't really hers. But not this time-this time she wouldn't

exclusivity. People needed reservations and Tickets to get in, and sometimes, ticket scalpers pumped the prices sky high. This club was a playground for

into the rock scene, they knew Starlight Club-a place known for its premium booze, beautiful crowd, and euphoric atmosphere. It was a magnet for the

BMW rolled up to Starlight Club, and Lydia hopped

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