Valerie’s POV
Past six in the evening, I arrived home, still thinking about Raton’s words before I left Blake's mansion. “I will come for you,” Raton said before I left.
I sighed and threw my bag onto the couch, letting myself sink into the couch. Everything was fine until Jules showed up, he had constantly called my number since I left Raton’s family house.
I stared at the several text messages he had sent to me.
“Please speak to me, Valerie.” While another reads, “It's very important.”
I thought about sending a reply but I didn’t want to get engaged with him again. I took a deep breath staring at my white painted walls and the thick curtains that prevented the sun from allowing its rays to penetrate the room.
I dropped the phone beside me, thinking about what to do next. I did
