That night.
Javier lay on the bed, with Liana and Gloria on his left and right sides. Felicia, Mimi, and Delya were all on him, on his left and right thighs.
He looked up at the ceiling, silent.
Liana slowly stirred, lifted her head, and whispered, "What's wrong?"
"Hmm? Oh... Liana... it's nothing." Javier smiled.
Liana lifted her head and rested it on Javier's chest. "You feel hurt because of Ferine?"
Javier chuckled softly and whispered, "No."
"But you look restless. I thought you said you were tired and wanted to sleep early." Liana looked up at him, her cheek resting on his chest.
"I am tired," Javier smiled, gazing into Liana's eyes.
"Then why? Why aren't you sleeping? If you're not thinking about Ferine, then why?" Liana tilted her head, confused and still hazy with sleep.
Javier leaned in and whispered, "You want to know why?"
Liana met his eyes. "Why?"
Javier just smiled as Liana noticed his hand slowly moving toward her breast.
