Victor's POV
I watched her storm off like I meant nothing, and all I could do was stand there like a damn statue.
Selene didn’t even look back. Not once.
And maybe that was what hurt the most.
After paying the bill, more out of habit than awareness, I drove home in silence. My jaw was locked the whole time and my chest felt tight. I held onto the wheel tightly like it could explain why the hell things had gone so wrong.
By the time I stepped into my study, the house was quiet and dark. I didn’t turn on the main lights as I didn’t want brightness. I just needed space to think.
I threw my coat over the chair and sank into the chair behind the desk.
“Selene,” I muttered under my breath.
I didn’t understand her. One second she looked at me like I was the only one who could fix things,
