CATALINA
I hated what things were turning into, the mansion seemed to be returning back to how it used to be before Alejandro and I became cool; lonely.
Just like Javier’s and the Montoyas mansion - big spaces, with all the wealth and a number of people in it, yet too cold and lonely like there was no love or warmth between the walls.
“Why did I accept to take the day off in the first place.” I grumbled, realizing that I had until 3pm to see the stranger, that was still about 7 hours away.
I couldn't remain in bed either. Of course I was avoiding Alejandro but not to the extent of staying locked up.
A knock sounded against my door, and dragging myself away from the bed, I walked to the door, not minding that my hair was disheveled, and sure that I looked like the antagonist from a zom
