VALENTINA’S POVThe second we returned home, I went straight upstairs to my room and closed the door behind me.I stood there for a moment, staring at the door.I couldn't keep doing this. Not with my father. Not with the guards. And definitely not with Renzo following me everywhere.I walked to my bed and sat down.I had spent days being watched, questioned, and told where I could and couldn't go. I understood why Dad was worried, but understanding him didn't make me feel any less trapped.Tonight, I was done asking for permission.My room was quiet, but my mind wasn't.The more I thought about everything, the angrier I became. I couldn't stay trapped in this house. I knew the mansion better than anyone.I grew up here.I knew which doors creaked, which hallways the guards rarely used, and which stairs led to the back entrance.I knew the parts of the house that were usually empty at night.I had been sneaking out of this mansion since I was a teenager. Back then, it had been for par
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