VICTORIA’S POV.
Ms. Smith walks towards me and she snaps her thumb against her index finger to dismiss all of her staffs. She makes a sign for me to stand up and I oblige. We walk towards a stairs and she uses her head to make a sign for me to ascend the stairs after which she joins me.
We approach a long hallway and we finally come to a stop in front of an odd looking wooden door. Opening the door herself, she steps in first and I walk in after her.
“Seeing as you have come back here even after I clearly told you I wouldn’t be of much help, I have come to a conclusion that you are serious and won’t give up.” She says as she sits on a rocking chair which makes a cranky sound, leaving me to stand.
“Yes.” I reply and move my right index finger to my nose as a foul smell hits my nose.
