We didn’t know where we were going from here, but we decided to take it one day at a time. I told her I loved her, which I felt I did but wasn’t s...re of our future together. At the wedding she acted like a different person. She was very nice to me but not lovey-dovey in the least. She didn’t even hold my hand in front of her family or other church elders. She told me it was frowned upon to act that way with outsiders. It was kind of a shock to me that she acted this way. She did introduce me. I lay down next to her and she turns to reveal a sly smile. ‘You look like the cat who got the canary,’ I muse. ‘I feel like that cat,’ she laughs and buries her head in the pillow. I am weak, but blissfully content. I would fuck her again in a second, but I need to hold back at least for now. I place my hand on her back and feel the rhythmic rise and fall of her breathing. I forgot how much I miss little moments like this. Her smell, her warmth, her breath can all be very intoxicating. ‘These. It is very hard to get maids.”“It’s okay, aunty.”“That means you enjoyed her?”“Somewhat!”My aunt laughed and said, “Don’t even think of sleeping with her. I am there for you if you need anything,” and started hugging me.It was the first time that I got so close with my aunt. While we were hugging, my cousin came in and spoilt the mood for us. I left her room and went to play football with my friends.Later that night, we had dinner together. My cousins told me that they would be going to. It was her day to recenter herself and get ready for the nextweek. She knew that society today tried to do too much, and never justtook time to relax and be in the moment. Life was too quick, so Audrey wasnot going to let it pass by her while she was running around to domeaningless tasks.The party girl stayed out too long after the wedding she attended. No onecould have blamed her for pulling a Cinderella and staying out past herself-imposed curfew. This was the first wedding she was a guest.