Selena’s POV
My bedroom felt like a tiny, shrinking box.
But the quiet safety of my room didn't last very long.
First, there was a soft knock on the door and Melissa walked in. She looked worried and she didn't say much, but she went straight to the bathroom and brought a wet towel and wiped face.
Five minutes later, the door opened. My mother, rushed in and held my face then started asking me a hundred questions. Are you okay? Is your heart hurting? Did he scare you?
Then, Claire walked in after. She was holding Chris and her eyes were red from crying, too and she looked at me with so much pity and sadness.
"Selena," Claire whispered, stepping closer to the bed. "I talked to him. He's..."
"Please," I choked out, grabbing the sides of my head.
It was just too much. There were too m
