Valentina's POV Everything inside of me is in disarray and I can't even think properly with him beside me and his hand holding onto mine firmly like I was going to be out of sight the next minute. Well, that's what I plan to do. I'm going off. The moment John enters the gate and halts in the driveway, I open the door, releasing my hand from his hand, and off I go, walking briskly towards the front door. "Valentina?!" He calls and I begin to hear the sound of his approaching feet. I increase my pace and when I am inside, I rush towards the staircase, taking two at a time. "Valentina?!" His voice booms from nowhere, louder than before, and I wonder how he managed to come this close within minutes. I do not stop. I am too embarrassed to look him in the face and tell him anything. I can't even think of anything to say. I don't even know what I want. The
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