A FATEFUL CHANCE

Deandra's POV

After that delicious dinner, I was able to tuck all my sisters to their respective rooms. The twins sleep together in one bed. With the mattress cover on their chest, they both smiled as they looked at me.

"Which one is Dee?" I asked in a cheerful tone. They both giggle at the same time.

"Here." She dryly replied as she raised one of her arms. She even rolled her eyes because maybe she finds me silly for treating them as children.

"Which one is Dina?" I smiled as I pointed fingers to either of them.

"Here! I'm here! I'm Present!" Dina cheerfully answered. I saw Dee poked Dina for moving excessively as she did the "present!" gesture using her hands. She even grinned from ear to ear.

"Yeah, she heard you," Dee whispered to her twin but it was a bit loud, enough for me to hear. I can't help but to smile because of their cuteness.

"Very good! Now I will not mistook which one is which."

I pinch her nose. She smiled a little as she put my hand away from her

frown as she looked at what Dee told her.

girl. Dee and Dina, sleep very well. I love you both." I kissed their foreheads and they started to

I went to my room with Dahlia on my side for always. I saw her sleeping with her head at the foot of the bed and her feet touching the head board. I giggled at the cute sight of her. I gently carried her and placed her sleeping body on the ride side. I covered her with a blanket and put a soft pillow where she

her hair as she's sleeping right

dear." I whispered to her ear. I started to get on the bed as I carefully moved beside Dahlia. I am afraid I might interrupt her kind of

a lot of adjustments since she never expected that my sisters would turn out as twins. Not only that, identical ones. Dahlia was born out of luck I should say. She

hold on to her womb because of the old age. Good thing she was able to give birth to a beautiful, healthy girl. I also admired mom for still being pretty even if she

four of us, her relationship with dad never changed. I have observed, it worsened when Dahlia was born because mom almost lost herself in the process just to keep

He never even thought about us for a second. After their endless arguments, dad

I would simply not care at all. I guess he taught me how to forget and move on

matter how I wanted to hate mom, a part of me still wants the best for her. It is even if she doesn't show that she cares anymore. Even if she already got hooked on playing mahjong with her friends, she doesn't take a bath for many days. I understand where she's coming from. Maybe, she can't accept that dad will leave

entirely abandon us like the way dad did. I will always understand her addiction and whatever she's doing just to keep herself happy. For as long as she will never leave this

My thoughts were interrupted by Dahlia just

"What do you need my baby princess?"