The knock on the door got me awake, Oh God, I didn't know how I got to sleep off. Liam wasn't on the bed anymore, I was the only one lying on the bed and someone was knocking on the door, guess I'll have to reach out.
Getting up from bed, body so weak and exhausted from the long ride with Liam, I was told that the wedding would be starting in an hour time, but it shows here that two hours is gone already, maybe that's why they're here, and I haven't gotten ready yet, oh God, I hope I haven't committed another crime.
“ I'm coming....”
I went to the door, exhausted, really tired and really don't know how I am going to carry myself to this occasion when it's actually made for me. Maybe it was a mistake having this with Liam, I should have just rested with all the ones we already did today, wasn't it way enough?, And after the wedding, we're probably going for another ride. 
Not that I am not desperately waiting for another ride, but first, I should at least catch myself first and get involved in this occasion before that moment comes up again. Taking a deep breath, I opened the door, putting on an apologetic face, showing that I'm really sorry for over sleeping.
It was Maya, she was the one standing before me, her face was all smiles, she looks extremely happy, and on her hand was a wedding dress, a long wedding dress. She walked in into my room, her smile really genuine like she really does love this moment.
“ Sorry..... Did I woke you up from sleep?...”
She apologized, should she apologize?, I should be the one apologizing for over sleeping, I am still wondering what Mrs Jennifer's reactions was going to be. With a smile on my face and both hands waving at her on the air, I denied what she has just suspected.
“ Nooo..... Not actually, I was already half awake for sometime now, but the knock was the real catalyst that got me out of bed....”
She found my gesture funny, trying to hold back her laughter from escaping her lips. I am impressed, really, I am, and as well grateful that this young lady that was in tears some hours ago has succeeded in finding back her smile in the same day or particularly, few hours after she was tortured for something she wasn't aware and involved in.
“ You're smiling, but your eyes look sad, what is it Elizabeth?.....”
She asked, showing care and concern. Some way, I do blame myself for the torture she received, if I never went to Peter, then there's no chance he would've been caught watching porn by Liam and getting reported, which got Maya punished, instead of him.
“ I'm sorry.... It was my fault....”
“ What was your fault?.....”
She pressed, her tone low and timid. Should I really tell her when she doesn't know?, What if she gets to know now and as well turn her anger on me?, Isn't it better to just hold back the information while we get to know each other, maybe with time, when she gets to realize that I was really the reason for her punishment, she might possibly forgive me for it. But then, holding it back feels like I was holding back an information, holding in a secret, a secret that won't stop eating me up from the inside.
“ Because of me you got.....”
“ Shhhh!!!....”
She shushed me, moving back immediately, looking outside before gently closing the door back in, before returning to me immediately.
“ Don't you ever say that again, or you might get yourself in trouble. This is like agreeing to an accusation against you, and when any of them out there hears it, they would make sure to have you punished, that you admitted to a sin and will be ready to accept your punishments..... Here's the truth, this wasn't the first time I'm being punished because of Peter watching pornography, I have been punished often and on about it, yet he wouldn't stop watching them. Anyways, he isn't to be blamed, a born Patrick is like a god in this environment, not all gods are wise and as well, I'm not criticizing my husband of being unwise. As a woman, my husband was supposed to find comfort and sexual drive only on me, but for him watching porn, it shows that I am not good enough, that I am not playing my role well as a wife, so I'll never stop trying to improve myself, to make him stop watching those play and have comfort only on me.....”
Her smile returned, mind elsewhere, probably thinking about the details of her words, imagining when she'll get to lock her husband in into her, charming him in with her beauty.
Tears rolled down my eyes as she cleaned them, trying to comfort me when I should be the one comforting her, when the comfort should be the other way round. With a smile on her face, she hugged me in, holding me in like a sister, like a junior sister comforting her elder sister who got her heart broken.
Moving back and out of me, her eyes were staring into my face, eyes traveling around the features of my face. “ You're so beautiful Elizabeth, but something is missing, something that should be there....”
“ What?....”
I asked. Her smile never faded, it was still in place and wide, might possibly be hurting her cheeks, speaking from how long she has been holding them like that. She stood up immediately.
“ Don't worry Elizabeth, I just know exactly what you need.....”
She rushed out of the room, really showing how happy she was for me. From all I have seen under this roof, no one is to be trusted, but the authenticity she's showing me, I just hope it's genuine, because from what I am seeing from her, I really love her friendship.