Plate after plate smashed against the white walls. “Miss Caterina please, you’re going to hurt yourself!” Another one, a heavy bowl this time, flew across the room. It didn’t break to pieces as I expected but it bounced on the solid surface. I heard a squeal, followed by hurried steps fading out. I lifted another bowl and threw my arm back, flinging it to the wall like a baseball, its silver bits joining the scattered pieces on the marble floor. A feeling of satisfaction surged through me, the sounds of breaking glass quenching my frustration and the need to violate the purity of this house when the owner was anything but. It all soon melted away as I sensed a threatening presence nearby. True enough, Dante was already standing by the archway with his arms crossed. I didn’t even hear him come in. His eyes were silently watching me, the hard expression on his face immediately made me drop the
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