Amelia's POV
I walked slowly through the door to meet the anxious face of my mom. Immediately she saw me, she rushed towards me in excitement.
"How did it go? Did you get the video?" She questioned, her smile almost reaching her ears.
Her facial expressions got me raging and fuming, shooting her a glare. "Shouldn't you be more concerned about me, Mom?"
"Concerned about you?" Mom mumbled slowly before her eyes bulged in realization, only then did she notice how disheveled I looked.
"Your hair," Mom muttered, startled as she touched my hair.
"Your makeup is smeared…" she continued, touching my face in nervousness. Her hands trailed my cheek as she gasped.
"What happened, who did this to you! How did you end up like this!" Mom blazed in fury as she continued checking me out.
"It's Selene! She did this to me." Hot tears rolled down my cheeks as I began to recount everything that had happened.
