Valeria had just finished eating, she drank some water and burped, satisfyingly.
The food was delicious but not like her mum's cooking. Her mum is actually the best cook she's ever seen.
She sighed. She didn't want to think much about her mom, else she wouldn't be able to concentrate on her work because all she'd be thinking about was her mom.
She took the tray and left in search of the kitchen.
How was she supposed to locate the kitchen now? Erica described the direction of the kitchen, but the house was too big and it was hard to find your way around.
She got to the living room and followed the directions Erica gave her, yet she couldn't find the kitchen.
She stopped in front of a door where she heard chattering and noises.
She stood there, contemplating whether to go in or not.
