<div style="text-align: justify;">Pamela sighed as she prepared to take a nap. Talking to Alexis and Travis had been nice, but she felt drained. It was just to be expected, she thought, after having heard the news. She was sure they would all be feeling more in control of their emotions when the time for the funeral came.<br/><br/>Placing the puppy on a pillow on a corner of the room, she changed into a lighter dress and slipped into bed, in hopes of falling asleep and resting for a while. <br/><br/>As soon as she laid her head on the pillow, she heard Peter stirring on the bed. "What took you so long?", the man asked.<br/><br/>Pamela felt her heart tighten, and took a deep breath. "I was helping Travis and Alexis get settled into their room", she replied quietly, wishing her husband had stayed asleep.<br/><br/>"That would have taken all of two or three minutes", Peter carried on, without looking at his wife.<br/><br/>"Yes. I wanted to talk to Alexis for a while. She is so devastated".<br/><br/>A moment of silence filled the room, and Peter spoke again. "Did you say anything you shouldn't have?".<br/><br/>Pamela knew what he meant. She showed a soft smile and shook her head. "No, I didn't. I just kept to the usual conversation". She sighed and spoke again. "Get some sleep, Peter. We have to be up at tea time".<br/><br/>The couple fell into silent, and Pam fell asleep in a few minutes, feeling her lids heavy and her body tired.<br/><br/><div><hr style="height:2px; width:100%; border:0; color: white;background:white;"/></div><br/>Pamela would manage to sleep for a few hours, and then she would get up, leaving her husband asleep. Looking at her phone, Pam saw that it marked 9 a.m. She had probably slept for a little over three hours.<br/><br/>Feeling that she wouldn't be able to sleep any more, Pam stepped out of the room quietly, making sure she wouldn't wake Peter up.<br/><br/>Noticing that the upstairs floor was quiet, Pam concluded that everyone else was resting, and walked as silently as the old floors would allow her, going downstairs and into the kitchen for some tea.<br/><br/>While she prepared her beverage, Pam started thinking about her cousin. She couldn't help but feel a little jealous of her for having Travis. Not that she was in any way interested in the man, it wasn't that. She just couldn't help but compare Travis and Peter, and notice that she had made a bad choice.<br/><br/>Sitting down to drink her tea after getting some milk and sugar in it, Pamela had the impression of hearing footsteps, and tried to figure out whether or not whoever was walking would come in the kitchen - and hoping it would be anyone but her husband.</div>