The next day.
I woke up all tired, and the sun was already out. I groaned and sat up, still feeling the lovemaking from yesterday. I quickly shook my head and dragged myself to the bathroom.
After bathing for three hours, I dressed and checked the time; it was almost one in the afternoon. I tiptoed, grabbed my travelling box, and started packing.
Then the door flung open. "Norah, why is Charlotte coming out of James' room?" Allison asked as she walked toward me, the rest following her. "You are packing? Are you stupid?"
"Of course I am. I'm stupid to think he would still love me."
"Is that why you are going, Joan?" Emma scoffed.
"He loved Charlotte. Although we had sex,… he mistook me for Charlotte all along."
"Wow, so you finally did it?" Allison's eyes lit up. I rolled my eyes. "Not happy."
"Didn't he do you well?" Norah frowned.
"Jeez, this is not the right time for you to tease me." I didn't even want to think about what happened. "He didn't make love with me, he… "
