Chapter 14 - Meek and Mild (2/2)

Olivia smirked upon hearing the name and said as she made her way to her throne, ”Selena Go? Really? Are they married now? But I haven't gotten an invitation to the wedding.”

She sat for a while, her elbows propped on her t.h.i.g.hs, her face resting on her creamy knuckles. She straightened her back and leaned on the chair before letting out a sigh. Since she was in a good mood tonight, entertaining a little fly won't hurt. ”Ok, let her in.”

The double doors opened and in came the lady with big doe eyes, her smile spellbinding, it could make you smile too. Olivia bobbed her head up and down as she appreciated Selena's form. She could not help but compare herself to the lady who stole her companion. Her lips pursed when she realized how feminine Selena looked like compared to her.

The girl with the big doe eyes looked like Aurora of Sleeping Beauty, playing in the forest, singing along with the animals as she held out a hand so a bird could perch on it. And here she was, wearing her beautiful gown made by Eli, looking like Maleficent in every inch that she was branded with by those elites who knew nothing but suck up to those whom they thought were in power.

Her face suddenly contorted into a snigger when she was reminded of her naivety, waiting in her tower for Lance to come and get her, letting him use her as he pleased throughout their years together. Yet at the end when she came here months ago to plan their wedding, she was welcomed with a betrayal.

”I didn't know it was you…” Selena said, her voice tapered off upon seeing Olivia sitting majestically on her throne.

”Since you're here, why not grant you an audience, right? Let's not put your talent of worming in and out of places where you shouldn't be to waste. How much does Lance need this time, Selena? I suppose that's the reason why you're here. I heard GL.com is sinking and there's no way you're here to spend a nickel for charity.”

Selena took a step back, her demeanor, meek and mild, almost fragile. Her lips quivered for she couldn't match Olivia's domineering air. She remembered when she first met Olivia who sat silently beside Auntie Martha, nodding her head as she listened to her and her friends' chitchats. Little did Selena know, Olivia was Lance's mysterious fiancee. And when the cat was out of the bag, Selena has done something she shouldn't have.

”Aren't you tired, Selena? Always saving his a.s.s. I was the same too and it took me you and Lance cheating behind my back to finally let go. Let me paint the reality to you in black and white: he's not going to change. He'll keep repeating the same mistakes and you'll keep saving him. He'll never be thankful for your efforts because to him, that's your job. Lastly, if I'm going to be true to myself, you're not off the hook yet after what you did to me.”

Selene kneeled and padded towards Olivia, tears glistened on her face. She held Olivia's feet as she kowtowed and pleaded.

”Olivia, pleaaase. Punish me instead for that accident.”

Olivia hooked Selena's chin, lifting it so they could meet eye to eye.

”Are you sure it was just an accident? Don't you think it should be murder?”