Selena gritted her teeth, her jaw aching from the force.
"If that's true, then stay away from her. Who knows when she might change her mind and start to flirt with you?"
As she spoke, she shot another sharp glance at the black-haired woman.
Selin only chuckled, watching her as though amused by a younger sister throwing a childish tantrum. Yet only Selena herself knew the truth buried beneath that calm expression.
'From the very beginning… she was never some innocent, angelic sister.'
She was exactly the kind of sister who could grow jealous of her own blood.
Selin had always been one of those people.
The reason Selin approached Mia so often was simple. Selena had liked Mia first.
She used to flaunt how Mia had a crush on her, how anything she wanted could be hers with ease, and she made sure Selena knew it.
That effortless dominance had planted insecurity like poison, slowly spreading through Selena's heart.
