Valentina's POV
The room was silent, and I had no idea what to think of it. Call me delusional but I really meant it when I said the grandfather clock in the living room had been the only source of noise in the last thirty minutes. Just when I thought the tick tock of the clock would be replaced by someone's angry yell, it surprised me again.
My eyes came in contact with the rug beneath my feet. It wasn't dirty, and I had counted the black spots that had been splashed against the dark blue background. There were 45 spots and in the space of thirty minutes, I wouldn't be exaggerating when I said I'd counted it more than fifty times.
“You did what?” Someone growled beside me. I still had my head hung low, but I didn't need to be the world's smartest person to figure out who it was. “Va
