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."

made me laugh as I pinch her nose. She

frown as she looked at what

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

her feet touching the head board. I giggled at the cute sight of her. I gently carried her and placed her sleeping body

her hair as she's sleeping right now.

to get on the bed as I carefully

girls. The twins were born fourteen years after I was born. I remembered my mom had 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 was born five years after the twins were born and our mom is already turning forty years old at that time. It was risky

Dahlia to 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 only gave birth at the moment, unlike other moms.

never changed. I have observed, it worsened when Dahlia was

being a womanizer. Mom thought that he already changed when he would get married to her but she was wrong. He never even thought about us for a second. After their endless arguments, dad moved

I will see him, I would simply not care at all. I guess he taught me how to forget and move on to the things that happened in our

why no 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

us like the way dad did. I will always understand her addiction and whatever she's doing just to keep herself happy.

"Dear Deandra?" My thoughts were interrupted

need my