Selena’s POV
The Throne room was very cold and the silence felt dangerous.
The door shut loudly behind us and I stood in the middle of the room.
Theo stood right next to me holding me very tightly and l let him because he was scared for me and also right now l really need him because my father is about to rip me anew.
My father was pacing around with his hands were folded behind his back.
Nobody spoke for three minutes and the room felt uncomfortable and I just wanted to run out of there but I couldn't because I'm the guilty party.
Slowly, my dad turned around.
When I saw his face, I couldn't breathe because he couldn't breathe. l have never seen him look this angry before especially directed to me.
"What were you thinking?" my father asked. His voice was not loud, but it was a lo
