Misty Gray
Pessimisty
Valentina Moretti
When asked if she was really okay, Valentina started to nod but the movement changed to a shrug of her shoulders. "I'm glad they got to Isac and I don't feel ashamed to be grateful he's dead. I hope we can track down the other guy and I hope he suffers too," she admitted to her mother. She wasn't sure if her mother would think less of her speaking the way she was, but her attackers didn't deserve any mercy or forgiveness. They deserved to suffer for what they did. "Though I don't think it'll take away the nightmares and this feelings of violation. That's just going to take time, isn't it?"
Hearing Teddy's voice as the man entered the house, Valentina quickly straightened her posture as much as was comfortable. She used her uninjured hand to smooth her hair before realising what she was doing and stopping herself. Teddy had already seen her at her worst and he'd seen her dressed up nice too, so she mentally berated herself for suddenly becoming self-conscious. She watched on as Elvian approached to to give him a hug. Valentina was sure her mother had invited him over and suspected she knew why.
With Teddy now in the kitchen, Elvian informed Valentina that he was joining them for dinner. She sent him a smile and an agreeable nod. "I'm feeling the best I have all week, so that's something," she remarked. "But really, the pains are wearing off and I'm not stuck in bed all day, so that's good." She could feel her cheeks burning as she found herself blushing. She hated that she couldn't control it and therefore probably looked silly as a result. "How are you Teddy? What have you been getting up to? And what brings you to dinner this evening...?" she asked, sending an intentionally obvious suspicious glare to Elvian.
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