Valentina's POV
I sat on the edge of my bed, pressing down on the lid of my suitcase with both hands, my lips in a deep frown.
“Ughh, two years of my life fit into this suitcase and it still wouldn't close!” I stopped pressing on the lid, as I sat down on the bed.
I stretched my hands on the bed, as I leaned back slightly looking at my suitcase. But a brown object caught my attention, making me open it.
I heaved a sigh, as I carefully carried the old photo of me and my parents, before my dad left us.
“I'll save you mom,” my voice was low, as I rubbed the old photo with my thumb. “I pro…,”
“Valentina!!,” a voice shouted from outside my room door, as I rolled my eyes, while I dropped the photo.
“Mr. Vonn…what happened,” I said after opening the door, my lips forming a thin smile,
