Miller stripped immediately she got to her room and locked the door, and ran into the bathroom to run a tub filled with water. She began to scrub every part of her body so hard till it began to bleed, the more she thought of what she had done throughout the night.
'How could she?'
"How could you, Miller?" She screamed as she scrubbed every part of her body, and began to release the tears that she had been holding in her. The pain in her heart was so much that she didn't know what to do.
"How could you just lose yourself in one night?!" Miller questioned herself again and smiled wryly with a painful swallow of her tears, as she began to scratch her hair like a crazy woman who had finally lost her mind.
She cried so much till her eyes hurt in the showers, and continued even when she came out of the showers after almost an hour. Staring at her naked body in front of the dresser mirror made her even madder, finding it hard to believe that she had a nightstand with a random man. With s, someone she didn't know.
"Oh, Miller. Oh," She lamented again, as walked to her bed to lie on it so tiredly. As much as she wanted to feel revulsion from the pleasure she had, it was hard not to get redder from her memories.
The touch of the guy, and his skin on her body. The passionate feeling of his breath against hers. The positions they contorted in the entire night. The way her fingernails scratched his back intensely, when the pleasure coursed through her body and made her shudder breathlessly.
'You are finished. When you should be hating what you did. This is all you think of?'
Hours went by, and Miller didn't answer the knocks on her door when the maids came to call her down for breakfast. She brooded so much in sadness and wallowed endlessly in her misery, thinking of what to do next after everything. The deed was done, and she had to brace herself.
No matter how much she hated herself, she could not tell anyone that such had happened just a few days before her wedding. It would be too sad to explain to anyone.
Towards afternoon when Miller was sure that lunch would be over already, she finally got up from her bed and had another cold bath. She dressed in casual matching pants and a shirt, picked out nice heels, and rubbed just a moisturizer on her face before coming out of the room.
There was nothing she was doing at home, and she just wanted to be out of the house by herself. Maybe if she went somewhere and found so many people happy, she would be able to accept the fact that she had made a mistake and move on.
As she strutted down the stairs looking all gorgeous, her eyes caught the sight of every person that was sitting in the living room. It was her father, stepmother, and stepsister. They looked like a perfect family without her, and it was just the best. She couldn't try hard to fit into a system that didn't welcome her.
She greeted them in the most natural way and made to leave, when the voice of her saucy stepsister, Yeti, stopped her from taking another step.
"Where were you all night, Miller? You didn't sleep home," she made her statement in the most hateful way, and glared at Miller the moment their eyes met.
"And why should I recount my life and the way I chose to do my things to you? Are you bothered by that?" Miller countered Yeti's question immediately, so as not to make her succeed in humiliating her. She always tried to do that at every chance she got.
"Or you wanna tell Mum and Dad about how you went to a club last night, hooked up with some random guy like a slut a few days before your wedding, and sneaked into the house this morning like a rat," Yeti recited sarcastically like she had read it somewhere from a book living Miller caught unaware, "If you are curious about how I know that, I've got friends everywhere who would associate you to me. It is embarrassing," Yeti continued spitefully.
Miller was left astounded that Yeti knew exactly what happened at the club, and soon placed the puzzles in her head.
'It was Yeti who had set her up. It was Yeti.'
"You wench. How could you...…"
"Is what Yeti saying true? Have you decided to throw our family name in the mud like a cheap whore a few days before her wedding?!" Her stepmother demanded from her immediately, and it put Miller in a spot to know that she had been trapped. Her step-sister had humiliated her in the worst way ever, and it was painful because she was trying hard not to blame herself.
"I am not obliged to answer your questions. I choose to live my life however I like," she retorted, trying hard not to dry before them. It would be too much for her to hold if she remained for too long.
"Miller!" Her father cautioned in anger that she was talking back to his wife, "If you did something wrong you should admit it! Have you been disgracing our family?" He asked her. The only thing Miller could see amidst everything, was Yeti's scornful face that smirked derisively at her.
"I didn't!" Miller said pretending to be strong even though her heart was actually heavy .
Yeti smiled and walked towards her, Miller looked at her cautiously and took a deep back.
"Sister, I believe in you" Yeti smiled reassuringly, like she always does.
Miller stopped and let her come closer to her.
Yeti pulled her and hugged her with a gentle smile on her face, "Lil sis I know how you feel but...."
Miller suddenly realized that the zipper of the clothes she wore was dragged down by her, it was too late for her to stop it. Yeti pushed her away and looked at her dad with a knowing look, "Dad, you see I am not lying!" She said and looked at Miller with a gloating smile.
Miller panicked and quickly arranged her clothes properly but they already see the love bites in her body even though she took a bath it doesn't mean that the love bites will clear off immediately.