Divine Justice [Editing]

73. Apologies

Juliette's POV:

"Oh shit, she's DEAD!!"

"She is not dead, you idiot. She's probably sleeping or something."

"Don't you call me an idiot, Maria José!! If she's sleeping then why isn't she moving?! She must've drowned or something...."

"Corina, you're overreacting."

"I'm not fucking overreacting!! How are we going to explain this to Sebastian?!"

"Stop panicking already! We just need to....get her out of tub....yeah."

"I love Juliette, but there's no way I'm touching her dead body. Even Peanut doesn't agree to this!!"

"I'm sure that my niece agrees with me when I say that Juliette is fucking sleeping!!"

"I can't even believe that she agrees with you."

"Maybe, that's because she knows that--"

"SHUT UP, THE BOTH OF YOU!!" I yell to the two girls who have been going back and forth with their banter.

They seriously thought I was dead, but I don't really blame them. I've spent way too long in this tub. Long enough for the water to become ice cold and my fingers to become seriously pruned.

I hate it when that happens.

"Hand me a fucking towel over there." I mutter before opening my eyes to two startled women, making me roll my eyes.

"Towel please?!"

"Oh yeah, sure." Corina mutters before giving me a fluffy towel.

After letting the water out, I quickly wipe myself dry and head to the closet for something to wear.

"You okay?" I hear Maria José ask, and I detect cautiousness in her tone.

"I didn't try to kill myself, you guys." I mutter, and I hear the both of them visibly sigh.

Groaning, I choose my blue pajama pants and a black sweatshirt to wear, and after putting them on, I come out to Corina and Maria José, who both look visibly worried.

"Babe, we need to talk." Majo says carefully, making me roll my eyes.

"No, I didn't try to kill myself. I just wanted to have a short nap and relax, but I see that my nap wasn't short at all." I mutter the last part out before looking at the window to see the sunset.

I don't even remember much about what happened after feeling my consciousness being taken to another place.

"Are you sure? Cause we understand that the situation with Sebastian and Merlin really got to you, but--"

"Guys," I say before grabbing their hands, "I'm fine. Seriously. I'm not depressed, Salma Corina, and yes, I was just taking a nap, Maria José, nothing else. I promise." I say while looking at both of them in assurance, and they visibly relax.

"I'm seriously hungry and in need of food." I mutter before pulling my fuzzy socks on and tying my hair into a bun.

"I'm going to fix myself something, and going to the office after. You guys want something?" I ask the both of them, but they both shake their heads.

"We're good. You just go....and don't mention this to anyone." Corina warns, making me roll my eyes again before waking off to the kitchen.

As soon as I arrive, I immediately go to the fridge in search of something to eat, but found nothing I like.

I wonder if they still deliver pizza after five.

Shrugging, I close the fridge and turn to find the phone, but I find a box of pizza on the counter. When I open it, it's exactly the toppings I want. Bacon and cheese.

Someone knows me very fucking well.

Smiling, I take the box along with a bottle of red wine and head over to the office to finish the paperwork for the day, but on the way, I realise that the entire house is quiet. Not even a single sound I can hear except for me walking, which is odd.

There's no fucking way the house could be this quiet....and it's not even 9 pm yet.

Rolling my eyes, I go to the office and set the pizza on the floor, next to my bottle, and I sit down and crowd myself with work. Something feels off, though.

There's absolutely no fucking way that they all left to do their shit or whatever, and there's no way that they're sitting quietly in a room together.

Something definitely feels off.

I don't know why, but I suddenly feel a sense of deja vu wash over me, making me feel a bit uneasy.

Sighing, I decide to distract myself with work until I ran out of pizza slices to eat. I was about to curse and groan when I heard a knock on the door, meaning I have to put my facade on and pretend that I've been working this entire time.

"Come in." I say blandly while sticking my head on a contract that I don't even understand why it's in Italian, but I pretend to read it anyway.

As soon as the person came in and shut the door, I feel the power and seriousness from his aura, and I immediately know it's Mario.

"Mario, since you're the only person in the house that I can deem sane, I need to know why the house is suddenly quiet. And no, don't spin some bullshit story about you all watching a movie and how it keeps you all quiet because no one's at the theatre room right now." I tell him while trying my best to understand some of the words in Italian using my knowledge of Spanish.

I never thought that reading one Italian sentence would be this freaking hard. It's like reading French, but with less steroids.

Anyway, after a while of Mario not answering me, I groan and roll my eyes.

"Got nothing to say? Fine then. Come translate this for me, since you know how to speak Italian." I say before looking up, but who I'm looking at is not Mario. At all.

I'm staring at a blonde haired man who has intense platinum blue eyes - which have sorrow swirling in them. He's wearing a grey shirt along with dress pants and Converse.

Now that I'm looking at him closely, I realise that he and Justin have similar traits to one another. Justin wears anything with Converse, and so does he. Now that Justin has taken off his contact lenses - which I was so mad at him for keeping on and hiding his gorgeous eyes - his crystal blue eyes are similar to his eyes. Anyone can tell from a mile away that they are father and son.

"Merlin." I breathe out, not knowing what else so say, and it looks like he doesn't know what to say, either.

"Good evening." He replies quietly, and I sigh.

This is going to be a long night.