LOGIN~ Emmerson ~I opened my eyes again… just in time to watch Isabella walk into the room…Her citrus perfume overpowered the smell of antiseptic the second she did.Maybe because I had been asleep for so long, but she looked more beautiful than I remembered and her eyes? They were dazzling.“Isabella.” I say… catching her off guard. “You are awake.” She reached out to touch my IV hooked wrists. “I am.” I replied, gazing deeply into her eyes… which spoke more than she let herself voice. “You’ve been asleep for so long….” She returned my stare, just as intensely.“But I am awake now….” I squeezed her palms a little. “I miss you….” Her eyes widened… it felt like I had professed my love rather than just make a statement.“Do you miss me too, Sab?”“Sab?”“Yes, my nickname for you.”“Em… should I call the doctor?” She turned to leave, but I held her.“Stop… I’m okay.” I waited painstakingly for her to turn to face me, and by now, her eyes were heavy with unshed tears. “I remember everyt
~ Isabella ~The man in front of us… whose name I later found out to be George Herbert.Lost his wife…The doctors failed in resuscitating her.He was currently in the room with her… to say his final goodbye before her body would be taken to the morgue.“Would he be okay?” Lily, who had been attentively listening to the doctor’s words, asked.“Not for a while… but he’ll be fine.” I say, recalling how broken and shattered I had felt after my dad's death… But here I was, being almost fine.“And her kids?” Emilia asked… and I felt my heart ache as the reason she was asking dawned on me… No child should have to grow up without a mom… yet children lose their moms every day despite it being the worst thing that could happen to a child. “She’ll take care of them from a distance…” I say, trying not to cry at how deeply I felt for them.“You mean… like her becoming a guardian angel and watching over them?!” I nodded… even though I wasn’t really sure I believed that.“I believe God will take c
~ Isabella ~It felt like my heart stopped beating… The second the bullet connected with Emmerson’s chest and I watched blood burst out of the open wound…So visceral and rough…I watched him slowly go down… until his body hit the ground while I remained rooted in the spot.I’d never seen someone bleed so much.He was in danger.My heart sank, even before my brain could catch up.He could die...Because of me...Because he decided to shield me.Was that his way of showing me he was sorry, really?I had almost forgotten about the elephant in the room until I felt the gun pointed at me….This time… I reacted almost immediately… And with the tips I was taught in self-defense school… I was able to take down the gunman in seconds… though I wasn’t able to stop the trigger that was pulled last minute and the bullets that went straight into my living room table.The man lay motionless at my feet when the doors flew open, and paramedics along with police officers rushed in. My young female nei
~ Emmerson ~The first emotion that hit me at the sight of her was…. Longing.She was as beautiful as I remembered…Though she’d been constantly in our lives these past three years… it felt like she’d gone for a lifetime when she went back home to Australia.And now…She was here…I had no doubt we’d be seeing each other more often.And then what?We simply exist… like familiar strangers, like we’d done this the last three years…I had thought Emilia’s sickness would bring us together…But I was wrong…Because though we were in close proximity to…She kept her heart out of reach…I couldn’t blame her…I had been too terrified to even reach out…And now…We were here.I headed back to my study… Hoping to continue looking at the designs my architect sent over…But I just couldn’t focus…My thoughts were still set on her…Isabella…The mother of my twins.And the woman….I’m undeniably falling for…Though I had made sure to keep my distance…But my feelings only grew stronger and deeper
~ Isabella ~“Hello… is this Miss Isabella Yang… I’m sorry to tell you that your mom was found dead in her villa… There are evidences that suggests both manslaughter and suicide. Investigations are still ongoing… but we’ll keep you posted….” It’s been over three hours since I received that message… but I still haven’t moved from the very same position I was… when I picked that call…Manslaughter.Suicide…My mom might be indifferent… but she’d never kill herself…She’d loved herself too much to take her own life…So that leaves just one option… manslaughter.But who could it be?Who could want my mom dead so badly?And most importantly…Why?My phone rang again… and this time, I paused before swiping the answer button…Because like the previous call, this too had no caller ID… “Isabella?!” I hadn’t gone by that name in a while, but I responded knowing who it was. “Emily.” My twin sister, whom I had not heard from in a while… “Did you hear about Mom’s death?!” I could easily have g
~ Emmerson ~I sat at the reception with my laptop on my lap as I tried to catch up on some work. Though I had to lift my head up occasionally to respond to the greetings of some of the medical students around.By now some of them had probably guessed why I was here, and thanks to the confidentiality agreement I had signed with the hospital… I could rest well, knowing my presence here wouldn’t be disclosed to the media."Mr. Winters… Is Miss Isabella around?” Nurse Ash’s voice interrupted me.“She stepped out. Why?” “Lily calls for her… that’s why.”“Oh… don’t worry, I will handle it.” I say, already standing up with my laptop and making my way into my daughters room.There I met the usually vibrant Lily, crouched in a fetal position on her bed, which was beside her sister’s. Unlike before, Emilia had her arm around her… in a comforting way.“What’s going on, Girlllsss?!” I asked, gently… closing the distance between us. “Lily says… Mom isn’t replying to her texts.” Oh… I at first
~ Emmerson ~“Why do you keep staring at me, Dad?” Her innocent words snapped me out of my thoughts.“I’m sorry, I—” What would I say to her? I’m sorry, but I just realized that you are actually a twin? And your biological mother whom we both thought was dead… is actually alive and was once my ther
~ Emmerson ~“She’s my real mom, isn’t she?” I didn’t realize that I had gotten company in the quiet storeroom until Lily spoke up. “She’s beautiful.” Lily whispered, taking a seat beside me, and I gently pulled her to sit in front of me on the ground. “She is…” The words sounded so foreign in my
~ Emmerson ~It’s been over an hour since Isabella and I sat in front of each other in the reception… while the doctor’s ran some tests on Lily. I stole a glance at her, and relaxed when she wasn’t looking at me. Her gaze was looking downwards, her palms clasped on her laps, and I couldn’t help b
~ Isabella ~ I woke up from a dream I have always had, one where I saw myself being awarded my doctorate in clinical psychology. It never ceased to make my morning and always made me look forward to the grind of the day. I’d just lifted my eyes when I froze… the room felt unfamiliar. I tried







