The next morning the last thing I want to do was go to work. I just can't believe that we wasted the whole weekend not talking to each other. This morning all I want is to stay in bed with Andrew and have more make up sex.

When we arrive at the office things are a bit awkward. Maya won't even look at her brother, and when he tries wishing her a good morning, she just replies coldly, "good morning, Mr Contius."

His face doesn't give away his hurt, but I know he feels it. I ...