Valentina stormed into Mila's room, her fury barely concealed.
Mila, caught off guard, lifted her head slightly. When she saw who it was, she looked away.
"Aren't you tired of all this?" Valentina snapped. "Attempting suicide now? To force Dominic?"
"I didn't try to force him," Mila countered. "I just wanted to see him, to talk to him."
"And so you chose a hunger strike? You are selfish."
Mila glared at her, clearly annoyed.
"You only thought about yourself. Did you ever wonder where Dominic has been these days? What was he doing? Did you ask if he was okay?"
Valentina snorted. "I don't think so. You might have overwhelmed him with your demands."
Mila wanted to counter, but before she could open her mouth, Valentina spoke again.
"He almost died. A bullet hit him."
Mila felt her scalp go numb. For a moment, everything went still. The thought of him being injured unsettled her, no matter how much she despised him.
