Selene's POV
My fingers slowly traced the edge of the folder, but for some strange reason, I couldn’t bring myself to open it.
“Selene,” Melissa whined beside me, bouncing on her toes. “Come on, open it already!”
“Relax. I will,” I muttered.
“You’ve been staring at it for like… five minutes!”
“I’m building suspense,” I grumbled.
“Girl, this isn’t a movie. Open. It.”
I shot her a side glare, but the corner of her mouth twitched like she was trying not to laugh. With a sigh, I slid my finger under the golden seal and peeled it open slowly.
Inside was a thick stack of papers. The first page had a picture—a man with a strong jawline, dark eyes, and a military uniform.
Melissa leaned over my shoulder. “Oh my goddess,” she gasped. “Is this... wait, is your brother setting you up?”
“Wh
