Possessive Whispers

Valerie sat on the couch, her palm pressing to her cheeks, Dante’s words running deep in her head.

“Do you think, the killer Machine could be after Vieve?” her questions were directed to Harrison who was leaning against the wall with his arms folded beneath his chest, also mediating the words from Dante.

He exhaled softly and raised his glance to Valeria.

“I don't know what to feel about this Val.