Zavian’s POV

I heard the voices before I even reached the hallway. They were sharp, loud, and too close to turning into something worse. My chest tightened because I already knew who it was.

I stepped closer and saw Velvet standing right in front of Selina. Her shoulders were tense, her hands balled, and her eyes burning with anger. Selina had her arms folded, like she was bored.

“Go,” Velvet said, her voice low but shaking. She tried to push Selina back, but Selina didn’t move. Selina only lifted her chin like Velvet was a joke.

“You should be the one going,” Selina replied. Her tone was light, almost playful,...