FAZER LOGINALEXI lay on the bed, recalling everything that had happened earlier that day. Was I really living through all of this, or was I stuck in a reverie?Everything still felt so unreal, and I couldn't believe I was finally so close to reuniting with my sister. However, I still had to tell her the truth about our mother being dead so she could mourn her properly.It must have been difficult for her all these years, not knowing what had happened to her family. Mr. Westbrook deserved to be behind bars because innocent people had suffered for years because of his personal feud with the Williams family.I pulled Lilian closer, wondering what I would have done without her. She had done so much for me, and I couldn't thank her enough.I started planning a vacation for us because the Canadian competition was getting closer. I wanted her to come with me and cheer me on from the stands before we visited different places and went shopping together.I wanted to give Lilian everything she deserved an
LILIANMarryann stepped into the apartment, her eyes wandering around the living room as she took in the modern decor and carefully arranged furniture. Alex glanced at her luggage before looking at me with a puzzled expression."Why is Marryann here?" he asked, drawing his brows together. I motioned for her to come further inside, but I couldn't imagine what was going through his mind as she approached us."Tell him yourself," I said, settling onto the sofa opposite them. A smile crept across my face as I watched them, feeling proud of myself for arranging something I knew Alex would never forget.I brushed away a tear, thinking about how much he had suffered over the years without knowing what had happened to his sister. This was going to be the best birthday present I could give him, and I hoped he would always remember it."Alex," Marryann called, drawing his attention back to her. He looked at her, then glanced at me again as though he was waiting for someone to explain what was h
LILIANI immediately slumped into the seat beside her, my eyes moving over her face as I tried to process what she had just said.“You mean you're Alex's sister?” I asked, barely able to keep the surprise out of my voice.She pressed her thumb against her lower lip and glanced towards the entrance before looking back at me. “I am, but I don't want Alex to know yet because I'm genuinely scared. Besides, he doesn't remember me.”I stared at her, trying to understand what she meant. I couldn't imagine Alex forgetting his own sister if he knew where to find her. Still, the uncertainty in her voice made me hold back the questions crowding my mind.“But how did you recognise him?” I asked, leaning closer. “You said you were kidnapped when you were younger, so how did you know he was your brother after all these years?”She lowered her eyes and rubbed her thumb against her fingers. “I remembered certain things from before I was taken, and when I saw him again, some of those memories came back
LILIANWe rushed toward our phones and picked them up almost simultaneously. My eyes fell on the caller ID, and I exchanged a quick glance with Alex when I saw Marryann's name on my screen.Could she really be his sister? I hadn't told Alex what Marryann had shared with me, and I wasn't sure how to bring it up without making assumptions.“Hey, I picked up,” I answered.“Lilian, you need to lay low for a while,” Marryann said, her voice loud and slightly hoarse. She sounded as though she had been crying.“What?” I exclaimed, gripping my phone tighter. “What happened?”“Somehow, Mr. Westbrook has denied everything,” she replied, her voice trembling. “We don't have enough evidence against him, Lilian.”“Okay, okay,” I mumbled, unable to hide my disappointment. “Where are you now?”“I'm with my boyfriend,” she answered.“You know what? It's fine,” I replied before ending the call.I stared at my phone for a moment, wondering how Mr. Westbrook had managed to deny everything so easily. Of c
LILIAN“Twin sister?” I mumbled, my eyes widening as Alex stormed out of the room. He had never mentioned having a twin, so how was I supposed to know about her? I asked myself defensively, trying to justify what I had done.That morning, I had searched through the photo album and found the exact photograph he had been crying over. On the back were the names Anastasia and Anna, followed by a heart emoji and the words, I miss you so much. I hadn't looked closely enough at the girl's features to notice any resemblance between them, perhaps because I was too angry to care. All I could see was how beautiful she looked, even in the worn-out photograph, which appeared to have been taken long before digital editing became common. No wonder Alex couldn't get over her, I thought, clenching the photograph until my knuckles turned white. I had decided to hold on to it until he returned.Now, I realized I had handled everything the wrong way. I sank onto the sofa, my hands trembling as the weight
ALEXI started learning karate in middle school.Marryann's words kept replaying in my mind, bringing back memories I had tried so hard to live with. I remembered my twin sister, Anastasia, and how we used to play together before her sudden disappearance changed everything.We had been inseparable, and she was always the best at karate. We grew up in a family where our skills and ambitions were encouraged, and our peers often envied us.I was learning hockey at the time, too, and Mr. Williams had recently established a rink where he coached me. I began playing seriously in middle school and eventually became the Williams Hockey Club captain during my freshman year of college.Back then, I was arrogant and full of myself, but Anastasia always knew how to keep me in check. I used to call her Anna, and she wasn't just my twin sister; she was my missing piece, the person who understood me better than anyone else.Then she disappeared, leaving a hole in my life that nothing had ever manage







