39. Selena's madness and Kendrick's lullaby

Selena's heart pounded in her chest, a relentless drumbeat echoing in the silence of her room. The walls seemed to close in on her, suffocating her with their weight. Every breath she took felt labored, as if the air itself had turned heavy with the burden of her emotions.

She saw everything from the window of her room. She saw how he cared for Faith. She also got to know that Kendrick and Faith spent the night together in his personal mansion. Things were getting out of her hands.

Tears streamed down her face, tracing a path of mascara stains down her cheeks. They were the outward manifestation of the storm that raged within her, a tempest of anger and heartbreak intertwined. Her voice, when she dared to let it escape her trembling lips, was choked with desperation and sorrow.

"Why? Why doesn't he love me?" she cried out, her voice a pained plea to the uncaring universe. "What's wrong with my face? Am I not beautiful enough?"

Her gaze swept across the room, taking in the shattered re