Katy's Point of View
Mark rushed down to check what was going on while I needed some time to walk slowly downstairs so I don’t harm myself. I can hear the noises and the yelps, but it’s not understandable.
As I reached downstairs, I could feel the tension in the air. Everyone was gathered in the big living room. Mia’s face was pale, while Jack’s face had frowned. Jennifer seemed careless. She was sitting on the couch in a very relaxing way, while Christian was walking back and forth in the room. I walked inside, gazing at Christian, who waved for me to look at the floor. A vase containing nice red roses was thrown lifeless. Poor roses. My roses are pink. They must be for Jennifer.
"They are not even nice roses, nor a nice vase," Christian murmured. "I’ll buy your ones that are more beau
