Chapter 21: Old F*ck Buddy

Maya I woke up in bed, my skepticism lingering as I tried to piece together how I ended up here. No, seriously, how did I end up here on the bed? Because I could clearly remember myself falling asleep on the floor, trapped in my thoughts for what felt like an eternity. I pondered the cruel irony of the one's fate who'd be chosen by the Twins for an arbitrary punishment. I didn't know who it was but obviously, they were unlucky. Unlike my mother who was the real culprit and had the luck on her side. The Twins hadn't uttered a single word hinting at suspicion towards her.  And now the burden of my silence weighed heavily. Any revelation about her involvement would inevitably lead to repercussions, with the Twins facing their father's wrath, and the aftermath falling squarely on me. But should I feel guilty about not telling them the truth? I don't know, neither do I want to. As I got ready for another day at college, donned in a long-sleeved sweater and wide-legged pants, a lingering que