A FATEFUL CHANCE

Deandra's POV

I gently knocked on the door where my other twin sister Dee is resting right now. When she's not answering, I twisted the doorknob and entered while holding a small basin half-filled with warm water and a towel inside it.

I saw her lying on the bed, facing the ceiling while opening her eyes.

"Hello, dear Deandra." Her cute voice greeted me as soon as she noticed my presence.

"Hello my beautiful Dee. How are you?"

"My head is aching and I don't feel well."

"Don't worry my dear sister. I am here now." I sat beside her bed and placed the basin on the chair next to me. I pulled the towel from the basin half-filled with water. I wrung it by removing the excess water. I placed my palm on her forehead.

I am surprised that she's too hot. I felt my knees shaking but I stayed calm as much as possible. What if she'll know I am more worried than her? She'll be sadder for sure.

"You know what, dear Deandra...when I grow up, I want to be like you."

I chuckled because my sister said that out of the blue.

"Why? I am ugly and fat. You should be like Karina Wiss. She's a popular superstar."

like my eldest sister. You know what, dear Deandra...you're my

really the

only one who bought us fried chicken. You're the only sister in the world who takes good

not the only one who

you're the first person to

suppose to do it for

"Well, our mom does not do duties like that of a real mom." I chuckled as I felt the sarcasm that my sister showed our mother. I can't blame

easily blame her for acting like that." I calmly explained to her. As the eldest, I know I have a voice to advise my siblings what to do.

think the way you do,

for fourteen years and yet her being matured when it comes to expressing her

her baby bra on, I wiped the damp towel on her back

feeling better now?"

one taking care of me." She said as

"Good. Now, I want you to eat dinner with your sisters." She smiled weakly as she stood up. I even pulled both of her hands to assist her to stand up. Dina and Dahlia

seats Dina and Dahlia reserved for us. I am not in the mood to call mother for dinner because she got most

of me with her hand. She's too charming as she smiled. I can't help but to accept it. When it comes to my sisters, I am becoming incredibly soft. I never thought that after

any single fried chicken on the plate. It made me look at

noticed that

"Dahlia, did you eat three?" Dina whispered to her aloud in a shocked voice. I

What

intended to eat three pieces. I was just hungry and