Chapter 19


    Chapter 19 – What Happened Last Night (Anj‘s POV) “Ang!”


    My eyes suddenly opened when I heard Sister Grace calling my name, but when I stared at the elegant


    design of the ceiling, I realized I was only dreaming. I yawned, trying to remember how I got here in the


    bed, but as soon as I felt Sky moving, rolling to the other side, facing away from me, the memory ofst


    night flooded my thoughts in an instant


    My mouth gaped open, but before I could scream, my hand flew, covering my mouth and slowly climbing


    down the bed. I walked quietly and carefully tiptoed on the carpeted floor as I picked up my clothes and


    underwear. Cursing under my breath, I promise I will never ever taste a drop of alcohol in my life and


    crawl back to the closet room when I catch a glimpse of him moving again in the bed. It was supposed to


    be just one ss of margarita, but after I added more ingredients, experimenting with making a new


    taste for thedies‘ drinks, the two of us became like crazy wolves indulging ourselves in our desires.


    It was still early, but it was the beginning of a busy day in Aunt Rose‘s house. The three of us, Aunt


    Rose, Anya, and I, would wake up at three in the morning because she had to go to work, and Anya and


    I had to help prepare breakfast in the nursing home.


    My feet drag me to the bathroom and have a quick shower. When I was done, I peeked into the bedroom


    and breathed in relief to see Sky was still sleeping. Taking my cell phone, I walked cautiously out of his


    bedroom and went to the garden.


    As soon as I found a quiet ce to reflect and pray, I sat on the bench and closed my eyes. In just two


    days, I exceeded my quota of the number of sins I hadmitted. I breathed out, weighing my mind on


    whether it was considered a sin to sleep with him when we were already married.


    My eyes opened to get rid of the heat crawling on my skin as I remembered his touch and kisses. I


    breathed out to the memory of Sky thrusting his manhood inside my core, bringing me to cloud nine


    many timesst night. My hands flew to my cheeks, and though I could not


    see myself now, I knew my face was redder than the blood.


    I looked heavenward and apologized silently that I got distracted with my prayer. Exhaling again, I took


    the cellphone and dialed Anya‘s number. “Anya here. Good morning,” Her sleepy voice greeted me.


    “Good morning, sleepyhead,” I smiled, sounding chirpy for her not to worry. “Anj? Oh my, God. Where


    are you? Are you ready to go home? Should Dn and Ie to you


    now?”


    I chuckled, imagining her climbing down our bed quickly but pacing around the bedroom, not knowing


    where to go or what to do first. “Rx, Anya,” I chuckled softly again. “I‘m just checking on my friend‘s


    Dad today, and when he‘s okay, I will go home,” I said, though not exactly sure how I would do that when


    there was a part of myself not wanting to leave Sky.


    “Mrs. Antta was looking for you yesterday, but don‘t worry, Anj. We didn‘t tell her what happened to


    you, but I told her that a UFO was sighted the other night, and she concluded you were taken away by


    your family.”


    I smirked. “Tell her I‘ll be back soon, and please tell her my alien family is nice, but their heads are too


    big, and their hearts are small, so I will begter to let me go back to earth.”


    Anya burst a peal ofughter. “You‘re nuts, Anj. Where exactly are you now? If Sister Grace didn‘t want


    to know more, I wanted to know where on earth you are right now. What happened to you the other


    night?”


    “It‘s a long story, Anya, but I promise to tell you everything when I get back,” I answered, but I was not


    sure if I could tell her everything. I had to think of a lie, a good one, so that she would not bother asking


    me, hoping that the young woman who babysat me until I was twelve would believe me.


    “But tell me, Anj, did you meet cute guys at the party?” She asked, suppressing a scream. “Did you meet


    someone interesting?” Her question made me grin, biting my lower lip to stop myself from screaming with


    her.“ Uhmm...”


    Sheughed. “You‘re killing me, Anj. I bet you did.”


    “Yeah!” I whispered, and again my face turned apple red as I remembered Sky in bedst night. This


    time she shrieked in excitement. “Tell me... tell me more! Oh my, Anj! I could imagine Dn regretting not


    going with you to the party.” Dn...


    N?vel(D)rama.Org''s content.


    My eyes caught a few maidsing inside the house, perhaps getting ready for the day. They lined up


    near the entrance, and I saw Elenitaing out.


    “Anya, I‘ll call youter,” I said, ending the call without waiting for her answer. I could not hear what


    Elenita was saying from my ce, but one thing was sure, she seemed to be giving them instructions.


    Working for the rich people must be nice but stressful in a way. I wonder how much they were getting


    because the mansion was already squeaky clean, andst night, only Elenita and I in the kitchen


    prepared Sky‘s meal.


    I rose to my feet and walked back to the house. When I returned to Sky‘s bedroom, he was no longer


    there, not even in the bathroom and closet room. I sighed as I fixed the bed but stopped when I heard


    soft knocks.


    Nina‘s head peeked at the door and smiled shyly at me. “Young Mrs... I mean, Ang, Young Mr. Mars is


    asking you to bring him coffee.”


    I nodded and walked toward her. “Just Ang, Nina,” I whispered as I walked beside her going to the


    kitchen.


    “Elenita is very particr with how we call the family members, Ang,” she exined, looking at her


    feet as if she was scared that she would melt if our eyes met.


    Not wanting to put Nina in aplicated situation, I smiled, nodding at her to show I understand. I


    prepared the coffee the way I remembered doing it yesterday and took a deep


    sigh before walking to the study room.


    Sky was still in his night robe. I ced the coffee on his table since it was clear from any documents. He


    is reading from his tablet, and I doubt if it matters to him if I ce the cup of coffee in front of him.


    I took a lungful of air and puff it out before putting the cup on the table, and when I sessfully did it


    without spilling the coffee because I was shaking, I turned my back on him slowly.


    “What happenedst night?” He asked, stopping me from walking. I turned to him and did my best in


    meeting his eyes. “I don‘t know. I woke up in the closet room this morning,” I lied. “Why? What happened


    last night?” “I don‘t remember,” he answered, focusing on what he was reading and taking the cup.”


    Surely, it was nothing interesting and worth remembering.” Not worth remembering... Those three words


    stabbed me in the heart that I felt the pain in my chest like I was having a heart attack. My lips quivered


    but I managed to smile and nod at him. “Yeah, it was not worth remembering.” I turned my back on him,


    quickly getting out of the study room as I asked myself why it hurt so much. Maybe because I could


    remember everything and I intended to keep the sweet and those crazy moments I had with him in my


    memory.