Still contemplating!
Sadie's pov
My drunkenness and nakedness has made me sleep in a strange bed, in a strange room, and wake up in the middle of the night with troubled thoughts about my dear friend, Daisy. Why did Justin hide such an important truth from Daisy? In my mind, I couldn't refer to her as his daughter anymore. Before I went to sleep, I wrestled with a big decision. I contemplated whether I should tell Daisy the truth about her life or not. Was she possibly adopted? If that were the case, there would be no need for a DNA test. The weight of this truth felt like a heavy burden on my shoulders, constantly pulling me down. Daisy is my best friend, and if I can truly call her that, then I should stand up for her and do what's best for her. If Daisy were in my position, I believe she wouldn't hide such a significant aspect of my life if this kind of thing happened to me.
I thought I had woken up at the usual morning time, but little did I know that my troubling thoughts had actually awakened me in the middle of the night. When I checked the time, it was 2 am. I got out of bed and moved around the room, finally leaning my back against the wall and staring at the floor and everywhere was very quiet.
"Mentioning this news to Daisy would be beneficial for my own well-being," I murmured, stamping my right leg on the floor. Initially, I was thinking in one direction, considering what would be best for my best friend.
"Yes! She deserves to know her origins," I shrugged and nodded. Then a silent thought crossed my mind, raising questions.
"How can I tell Daisy where I obtained this information? What should I say about this mysterious room? Does it mean I slept here all night and lied to Daisy about having a date with a guy at her father's party? Am I contradicting myself? What will Justin think of me? Revealing this would expose what both Justin and I have been hiding."
These thoughts troubled my conscience, and I began shaking my head to push them away. They created doubts in all my previous conclusions. I returned to the bed and sat down, placing my hands on my lap and tapping my fingers.
"I don't think I can share this truth with Daisy any longer," I whispered, trying to convince myself that it was for the best. It seemed preferable to endure my own inner turmoil than to risk losing my friendship with both Daisy and Justin. This DNA test had been conducted before my arrival, and I found the house in a state of peace. I started to wonder if this was the reason why Justin had shown dislike towards Juliana. Or does Juliana already know about this?
I was still lost in my thoughts when I heard the door opening, indicating that Justin was entering the room. To make it appear as though I was asleep, I quickly lay down on the bed and pretended to be sleeping. I could sense Justin opening and gently closing the door of the secret room, and I still remembered the fleeting thought I had about this secret room potentially becoming a place for Justin and me to engage in a hidden affair.
The room was dimly lit, with only a faint light far away from the bed. Despite that, I could see Justin's shadow as he stood close to the bed, looking at me. The first thing he did was place his right hand on my breast. Still, I continued to feign deep slumber. He gently climbed onto the bed and removed my gown. The next sensation I felt was his tongue on my nipples. When he dragged it sensually, I couldn't help but let out a moan, which he quickly muffled by covering my mouth. This man knew my weaknesses, and although I had resolved not to respond, my body soon succumbed to its desires. How could I resist something so pleasurable? My body and soul had fallen for Justin. In no time, he spread my legs apart and penetrated me. The intense sexual pleasure overwhelmed any thoughts I had about whether to tell Daisy or keep what I had witnessed to myself. In that moment of ecstasy, all I focused on was the pleasure at hand. As he approached climax, he uttered incomprehensible words, and we both lost ourselves in the moment, forgetting where we were. I held him close, not wanting him to leave my body again.
Just as I was about to release my grip on him, he whispered in my ear, saying,
"I love you. Why are you so sweet like this?" Those words stirred something within me, and I held him tightly, starting another round of passionate lovemaking. This time, Justin forgot to cover my mouth, and I moaned without realizing how loud it was. Justin was also breathing heavily, and after several minutes, he climaxed once more and collapsed on top of me. Despite his weight, in that particular moment, the pleasure I felt made him seem as light as a feather.
After Justin left the room, I couldn't dwell too much on the DNA test or whether to tell Daisy. I was exhausted, so I fell back asleep.
The next day, I woke up late, realizing I was close to the time Daisy and I had planned to meet at G-bar. When I glanced at my phone, which was still on silent mode, I noticed a text message from Daisy. I anticipated the message to be about our meeting, but to my surprise, it was something entirely different. She said,
"Sadie, I have a secret to tell you. If possible, let's meet earlier than planned. How was your night? I hope it went well with your new guy. When we see each other, we have so many things to talk about."
Daisy's message piqued my curiosity. What kind of secret had she heard that was even more significant than what I had witnessed in that secret room? I quickly took a shower, and said to myself that I will send Daisy a message to start going to the bar. Once she left the house, Justin would inform me, and I could get dressed in my room and meet her at the bar.
Everything went according to plan. When it was 9 pm, I sent Daisy a message saying,
"Hi Daisy, I'm on my way to the bar. Please come as quickly as possible. I miss you."
After sending the message, I had to wait for about ten minutes before I heard a knock on the door, and Justin entered after opening it.
"Daisy has left," he informed me. However, I wasn't entirely satisfied and decided to wait for another five minutes before coming out. The first thing I did was go to the sitting room and lock the door from inside to put my mind at ease. Justin followed me, and as I was getting dressed, the memory of what I had seen in that secret room resurfaced. Internally, my thoughts were speaking aloud.
"Why are you hiding the results from Daisy?"
Little did I know, Justin noticed the way I was looking at him and asked,
"What are you thinking? Why are you giving me that look?"
"How did I look at you?" I smiled. "Just the way you were looking at me, the same way I was looking at you."
He walked up to me and lifted my chin. In that moment, my heart raced, and I feared that he had discovered that I had seen those DNA results.
"You're the sweetest woman I've ever been with," he said, kissing my forehead. Upon hearing those romantic words, my heart settled as I had initially feared he would belittle me of what I had seen.
After quickly dressing up in a beautiful red skirt and holding my small handbag, I hurriedly left the house. Once I reached the main road, I stopped a taxi and told the driver,
"G-bar!" This bar was well-known, so I didn't need to provide further instructions. Along the way, my phone started ringing, and it was Daisy.
"My dear Daisy, I'm on my way," I answered.
"Okay, I just wanted to let you know that I'm already here," she replied.
"Great. I'll be there very soon," I responded. Fifteen minutes later, the car stopped in front of the massive bar, and I stepped out. I was wearing high heels that clearly indicated I was dressed up. As I entered the hall, I took out my phone and scanned the partially empty bar. Before Daisy could dial my number, I spotted her. It was still early, and not many people had arrived at the bar yet. I walked confidently towards her, noticing the wistful smile on her face. Before I could sit down in front of her, she spoke up.
"Why are you hiding it from me?" she asked.
"Hiding what?" I was taken aback by Daisy's sudden attack with her words.
"If I had not slept in my dad's house last night, I wouldn't know about it. My dad has been bringing a woman home. Last night, I could hear them moaning during sex."
"Moaning?" My heart raced, as I was confused if she had recognized my voice.
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