Your phone buzzed, for the umpteenth time that night.

You sat curled up on the floor by your bed. Valeria was trying to reach you, but you refused to answer her. Not after what you'd witnessed her do.

Your bedroom door opened. You hadn't forgotten to lock the front door, had you?

No. She must've broken the lock.

"There you are, cariño," Valeria cooed, and walked over to you. She crouched in front of you, and gently pried the hands away from your face.