{Trigger Warning; This scene contains an abusive context and might be disturbing for some readers. Please skip it if you find it disturbing.}
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Selina quickened her pace, arms clutching her drenched form, ignoring Felix's voice echoing behind her.
"Stop right there, stinky maid! Don't you dare walk away from me!" he shouted, his pride stung by the fact that she hadn't broken into a flurry of apologies—just silence and escape.
Selina's breathing grew shallow, panic rising in her chest. She fought the tremble in her limbs. Every step felt heavier, her wet clothes clinging to her skin like shame.
She didn't turn back.
Felix moved to chase after her, but the second he stepped forward, he halted—frozen—his eyes locking on the tall figure standing silently at the entrance of the pool pavilion.
The atmosphere shifted as every hushed murmur died instantly when they noticed the brooding figure too.
