Valerie’s POV “Leaves now!” I said, escorting him out of my apartment. I couldn’t bear seeing him in front of me. “I will leave, but I know this is not you.” He muttered, heading towards his car. He entered and drove off. I sighed in relief, letting out a deep breath. What did he take me for? Maybe I was stupid for going to his apartment the other day. I have it too easily. I sat behind the door, hugging my knees, staring at the painting on my wall. The night was cold, and the only sound in my room was the soft ticking of the clock. My phone lay on the table, silent. No messages. No calls. No word from Raton. It had been two whole days. Two days since I thought I texted him and yet got no response from him. Maybe I was being stubborn. Maybe I was scared. But I needed time to think
