Chapter Forty One

I hear his footsteps behind me as I make my way up the stairs to my room but I don't do him the honor of turning around.

“Valeria”. He calls out. I hear him loud and clear but I give no indication that I do. Rounding the corner to my room, I feel his fingers wrap around me as he spins me around aggressively to face him. “You heard me”. He growls.

“I'm not causing a scene in the hallway with you”. I hiss angrily. “If you want to talk, we do it behind closed doors”. I yank my hand aggressively from his and make my way towards my room. The gamma at my door definitely heard our exchange but his face remains stony as ever as he reaches over and pushes the door open for me. The sense of nostalgia is overwhelming for me. Growing up, I had to witness this kind of exchange between my parents a lot, where they tried to keep up a perfect image in public but were at each other's throats in private. “If you want to talk….we do it behind closed doors”.....I literally have an image of my mum saying