POV: Breanna
"I have no idea where your headphones are, Marco," I repeat for the third time.
I stayed in my room for a while after the nightmare and came down at lunchtime.
Vicente and Serena weren't home, nor were Elijah and Leonardo, who had to work.
Now I'm in the living room, dealing with Marco, who decided to bother me for the rest of the day.
"I left them on the couch next to you and now you're telling me you didn't take them?" he asks me suspiciously.
"Look, just because you don't like me doesn't mean I'm going to go around stealing your stuff," I say irritably. "I have more important things to take care of than dealing with you."
"If I find out you stole or hid my headphones, you'll regret it," Marco threatens me and I smile at him.
"If you threaten me again, your stuff wil
