TRIGGER WARNING: VIOLENCE.
VALERIE’S POV.
I stormed out of the sitting room and made my way into my room, closing the door behind me. I sat at the vanity table, looking at my reflection, telling myself not to cry, but my eyes refused to listen to me; instead, the tears flowed freely. Leo always has to humiliate me in front of everyone every chance he gets. I can’t believe I am going to be stuck with him for the rest of my life. He is a narcissist, just like my parents.
I quickly cleaned my face, wiping my tears away, when I heard footsteps approaching my door.
The door opened, revealing Leo entering my room, glancing around before returning his attention to me. “Who asked you to leave?” he said calmly.
I sniffed, looking at him through the mirror. “I don’t want to be there anymore.”
