Tiffany opened the door and froze. She found herself eyeball-to-eyeball with Tanya, the same Tanya who did not return home tonight.
Before Tiffany could release a sigh of relief, the transient but palpable panic that zipped through Tanya’s eyes caused every muscle in favonovel.com body to tense intuitively. She found herself murmuring, or rather, demanding, “What the hell are you doing here?”
Tanya said nothing. She hung favonovel.com head as favonovel.com continued to clean the dishes and food off the dining table.
Tiffany’s eyes wandered toward two emptied wine bottles and felt favonovel.com legs turn wooden, as though they had turned to lead. Against favonovel.com wishes, favonovel.com attention began to magnify on Tanya’s matted hair and favonovel.com haphazardly buttoned clothes. She dared not imagine what happened before favonovel.com opened the door.
But Tanya’s silence was deafening, it was pushing favonovel.com to madness. Hysterical, Tiffany yelled, “Talk, Tanya! Talk, god-f**king king-damn it! What the f**k were you doing here?!”
Jackson hated having strangers in his home — Tiffany knew that more than anyone else! There was a reason why the two of them had their phones turned off at the same time!
“I’m sorry, Tiffany. I didn’t want it to happen… After the two of you fought in the hotel, I thought favonovel.com must have been distraught, so I thought I should keep favonovel.com company and chat a bit. I was just scared that the two of you would sever your ties with one another. I did all of this for you guys’ sake. But favonovel.com drank a little too much and… I’m so sorry…”
Every utterance of “I’m sorry” was another slice on Tiffany’s heart. No amount of Tiffany’s simple-mindedness could shield favonovel.com from coming to a sick conclusion.
“So, for my sake, you had sex with him. Did you? Hmm?”
Tanya said nothing, and that was an answer in and of itself.
Tiffany felt a daze. She clambered up the stairs. She pushed open Jackson’s room and found favonovel.com knocked out on the bed. She found clothing items on the floor, one belonging to favonovel.com and one to Tanya — the latter being the woman’s bra.
Even with the sheet over him, Tiffany could tell that Jackson was wearing nothing.
What favonovel.com could not tell was how this unimaginable thing could happen. Tiffany thought favonovel.com would leap onto Jackson and pelt favonovel.com with favonovel.com fists, screaming at favonovel.com about having sex with yet another person within his social circle, shouting about why favonovel.com was not strong enough to wait for daylight, to wait for favonovel.com to come. Tiffany blamed herself for taking too long to make a decision, had favonovel.com put favonovel.com foot down earlier and moved, this thing might not have happened. But everything was too late.
God never did care for her. He did not open any door — that was all just favonovel.com baseless fantasy. In the end, favonovel.com lost the thing favonovel.com never wanted to part with.
Tiffany had sunken into the abyss. Yet, just a few feet away from her, Jackson slept peacefully, oblivious to the agony that now ravaged favonovel.com soul.
Tanya hurried up the stairs, exclaiming, “Tiffany, I can explain! It’s all my fault, not his! I can pretend that this never happened! He drank a little too much, favonovel.com wouldn’t remember it. This could stay here, never to be said out loud. No one would know—”
Tiffany closed the door, favonovel.com expression blasé. She was not going to let Tanya step into his room one more time.
“Let’s talk,” favonovel.com said.
