''who started everything tha night?Who took the first step ?You or anne?''
Her voice resonated in the dimly lit elegant room ,immediately making the body of the man in his late forties tense up.
Valentina had her both eyes down with her both hands clasped together in a fist ,which was placed under her chin.
Adam ,her father ,looked at her with wide eyes.
There was shock ,sadness and pain in his eyes which valentina didn't even care to decipher because she was only filled with anger at that time ,and no matter how much she wanted to scream at this man ,she couldn't do so ,owing to the fact that it was her father.
Valentina's pov~