Selene's POV
"I know I have said this before, but I'll gladly say it again,” Elara said seriously. “Victor doesn't deserve you. And I hate that I played any part in hurting you, but I will never regret helping you see that truth."
Something about the way she said it, the passion in her voice despite her tears, made me turn around.
She was standing there with tears streaming down her face, her hands clasped together like she was praying. Her eyes were red and swollen, her cheeks blotchy from crying. She looked absolutely wrecked.
And for some reason, seeing her like that, so agitated and emotional and completely sincere, made me laugh.
It wasn't a happy laugh. It was broken and tired and a little bit hysterical. But it was a laugh nonetheless.
Elara blinked, clearly confused. "Selene
