As I toweled myself dry, I gritted my teeth in anger and retribution as I beheld the scars on my body; scars that had been left behind by Adam and his brothers.
They weren’t much, thanks to the wonderful dicines of Peter, but they were present on my skin, a reminder of what I had gone through.
Oh yes, I liked it to an extent. It would help rember the atrocity they had committed against . It would help never to forget his act of wickedness. It would help never forgive him for his inhuman betrayal.
When I was done with drying myself up, I took up the clothes that Diana had left at the bed, and starting with the pants, which were black and stretchy, I started getting dressed.
They were okay. I accepted when I was done dressing. The big cloak, or was it a sweater? I am not sure- was okay, though it was damn big. Good I have already gotten used to wearing oversize shirts when I had been bullied at the pack.
Who would have believed that after the tornt that Adam and his brother had put through then, that I had still gone ahead to sleep with him, even delude myself into thinking that he loved ?
I was really stupid. Damn foolish! As a matter of fact I deserved what had happened to . Since I had chosen to be foolish, I might as well have reaped the consequences of my lack of discretion.
I kept on cursing myself as I hung the towel I had just used on one of the rails, and dumped my used clothes inside the bin which I was sure was ant for that purpose, before walking out of the bathhouse into the large compound again.
Ti to find the couple, and then of course eat. I mused when I heard my stomach grumble.
I went back to Diana’s hut first, to check if perhaps Laura had co to check up on ; I am sure that she had co by more than once to know if I had been still sleeping.
Sleepy head. I cussed at myself, taking note of the empty state of the room, though swept. I was just noticing that for the first ti. Diana or Laura must have done this. I thought, shutting the door and walking out of the room, deciding to check the hut that had the sitting room, dining and kitchen.
When I got to the hut, the door was slightly open, and so instead of peeping in like I normally would, I decided to knock.
A first knock and then a second one before I started to hear footsteps walking toward the door. Laura maybe, since they were light, and not as heavy as Peters.
I was right.
"Good morning Laura." I greeted, when she opened the door widely. She smiled when she saw .
"Right on ti, Maya. I was about coming to wake you. Did you have a nice sleep?" She asked, opening the door wider, beckoning to co inside.
"Yes, I had a nice sleep. Thanks Laura. I am sorry for sleeping in. I had actually hoped to wake up earlier and help with the morning chores." I said, turning around swiftly when I heard the bark of laughter a few beside .
Peter was laughing. He was laughing at .
"Really, Maya, you are funny. First, you knocked at the door before coming in, and now you are apologizing for sleeping in, and not joining us for chores? I admire your zealousness, trust . But you are still recovering and need all the rest you can get. So sleep in for all you want till you recover fully, and next ti, don’t bother knocking before you co in. This is now your ho, unless the queen says otherwise. So until then, feel free to do anything, so far as it doesn’t land you into trouble, eh?" Peter stated, and I nodded, a short smile on my face.
He really behaves like Naomi’s father. His carefreeness was the sa too as the latter.
When he was done, he left the room, and I returned my attention to laura. She was still smiling.
"Peter is right. Now get to the dining, let serve you breakfast. We will soon be leaving for the eting, so you have to eat fast so that we can leave together since you are still new to this environnt. Diana ntioned that she wrote you a letter. Did you see it?" Laura asked, and I nodded, settling down on one of the dining chairs.
"She had ntioned that either you or Peter would be taking shopping today after the eting." I said as I sat on one of the dining chairs.
"Right. I apologize for the clothes. They are what we have that we had thought would fit and cover you up since there would be no underwears for your use." Laura ntioned as she left the room to the kitchen, probably to get my breakfast.
"No problem. I understand. You shouldn’t apologize. They are comfy after all. I like them. Can I keep the sweater?" I asked, but there was silence. And I wondered whether she had heard .
But I kept quiet, waiting until she reappeared from the kitchen, carrying a bowl that contained a steaming hot sothing-I didn’t know what it was, just saw the steam rising from it until she kept it before .
"Let get the side dishes." She said, as she left just as quickly she had co.
I looked into the bowl. It was noodles. You know those types that are usually displayed on TV in Chinese or South Korean dramas. I opened my mouth to comnt on the unexpectancy of this kind of food here, but shut it, especially when I saw her carrying three other smaller bowls.
One contained diced at, the other vegetables, and the other, I am not sure.
"I have loved experinting with food ever since I was little. This is one of the ones I have learnt and we have co to love in my family. I am sure you will like it. Finish it all up. I will be waiting outside, and of course, yes. You can keep the sweater." She said, smiling at before she turned aside and walked out of the hut.
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