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CELINE HERRERA POV

"Oh my goodness, Celine!" Delia gasped as she saw me, her hand coming up to cover her mouth as her eyes widened. "I can't believe it's you," she said and started toward me. "You have no idea how brutal these past few months have been; I have missed you so much... Argh," she stopped as the palm of my hand crashed against her cheek, her head whipping to the side. She turned to face me fiercely, her eyes fogging up. "What the hell," she said, grabbing her cheek. "Why the hell did you hit me"

I crossed my arms, my brows furrowing. "You don't know?" I asked and she gaped at me as if I'd gone insane. "Maybe if I give the video clip of you pushing Crystal off our company building to the cops, that might jog your memory"

"Crystal? Who the hell is Crystal" she shouted, the veins on her neck popping out.

"Crystal is Belshar's wife Selene, my best friend that you pushed to death"

There was a brief moment of absolute silence, then Delia's eyes widened, her mouth dropping to