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I grabbed my chiffon cover up and immediately followed them to the guestroom. I was still severely trembling like a leaf, tears unstoppable. I was so scared. I don't think I would be able to sleep tonight.

Nabrel puts down Blair on the bed. They were both dripping water. I stood behind Nabrel. I bit my lower lip while contemplating the right words to say. I sniffed quietly, wiping my tears. I glanced at my Dad who was looking at me with his cold eyes and crossed arms. He pursed his lips and cleared his throat.

I averted my gaze. Regrets filled my insides, making me weak. I probably look stupid now.

"Blair, I think you need to change your clothes first. You should rest for a while. You can leave tomorrow," Dad announced.

Nabrel was sitting on the side of the bed, staring at Blair who had a small smile on her lips.

"Thank you so much, Sir. Uhm, I'm sorry. The bed is soaking wet because of me..."

"No. It's fine. Change your clothes. You might get sick."

I swallowed before opening my