It was seven in the morning, but Selene was still fast asleep.
Her phone began ringing, but she ignored it and pulled the pillow over her head.
When the call finally stopped, the phone rang again a few seconds later.
Irritated, Selene growled,
"Who is it? Who dares to wake up an innocent girl like me this early?"
She picked up the call without even checking the name, ready to blast the caller—
but before she could speak, an angry voice on the other side shouted:
"Oh princess, how long are you planning to sleep? Get up! Don't you have college?
Or do you want to be late on the very first day?
This isn't your future husband's college that you walk in whenever you feel like it!
Come on, get ready and reach on time.
Otherwise, it won't be good for you.
Okay bye!"
The call ended abruptly.
Selene froze—mouth open, eyes wide 😮
"Who the hell was that talking like a nonstop radio!?"
She checked the caller ID… and then remembered.
It was Nisha—the villain's best friend in this story.
The same Nisha who always stayed by Selene's side,
always warned her to maintain distance from Daniel,
but the previous Selene never listened.
She had even insulted Nisha many times,
yet Nisha never broke their friendship.
She stayed with her… till the very end.
And then one day she disappeared.
Completely.
Police searched, everyone searched…
but no one ever found out where she vanished.
Thinking all this, Selene whispered to herself,
"I won't repeat the mistakes of the first Selene.
I'll cherish this friendship… truly."
Suddenly, she remembered her real-life best friend Diya.
Before Selene's soul entered this body,
she and Diya were inseparable—
closer than real sisters.
But now… Diya was in another world,
living her own life.
"Does she remember me?"
"Does she miss me the way I miss her?"
Thinking this, tears filled Selene's eyes.
After a while, she composed herself, got out of bed, and went to freshen up.
She quickly chose her clothes and got ready.
Today Selene wore a white anarkali suit.
It complimented her fair skin beautifully.
Her hair was tied in a neat braid,
small earrings adorned her ears,
matching bangles on her wrists,
and heels on her feet.
Selene looked breathtaking in her Indian look. 😍
She picked up her bag and stepped out of the room.
As she descended the stairs, the eyes of everyone in the hall turned toward her.
They stared at her—completely mesmerized.
And then there was one person…
whose eyes were filled with obsession and madness.
He wasn't just looking—
he was devouring her with his gaze.
Yes…
it was Daniel Raizada.
Watching Selene like a predator stalking his prey.