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."

'Frozen'. Dee said that made me laugh as I pinch her nose. She smiled a little as she put my hand

frown as she looked at what Dee told

kissed their foreheads and they started to close their eyes. I slowly shut the door behind me and sighed with relief.

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 can rest her head on.

as she's sleeping right

started to get on the bed as I carefully

that my sisters would turn out as twins. Not only that, identical ones. Dahlia was born out of luck I should say. She was

will also drink numerous medicines just for 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

never changed. I have observed, it

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 out from our house

physical appearance. However, whenever 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

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

not 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 house and show to my other younger sisters. I don't want them to feel that they are unloved and alone.

thoughts were interrupted by Dahlia just now.

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