The same person stepped into the study room, dad turns and I did same."Hello, I'm sorry, I was looking for you, Scott" Juila said. Dad grabs my hand and squeezed it so tightly. I controlled myself and creaked free from his grip. "Dad, can you please excuse us," I said  He leaves, the sound of the door closing, Juila walked into the room and I looked smiling at her. She so fucking looks like her. It's unbelievable but why do I have this feeling that the lady standing with me isn't Juila but my Boma. I Know.  But my instincts haven't failed me at all.

Everyone all sat and ate quietly.It was quiet but not until mom walked out of her room.She rolled down and met us talking at the dining room table. "What's going on here," I turned seeing her standing behind me.She stood at the same spot, refusing to leave.Julia stepped up to bring her inShe takes her hands out but as usual, mom shoved them and walked at her own pace. Ironic.Mom has never once acted well with Boma, and now that her lookalike is here, I'm guessing the same drama is set to continue. My mom isn't going to change.She hasn't changed before and I don't think she's gonna change now

She held her mouth in astonishment.I took a step backwards and without altering Left holding unto Julia. We walked outside the house and I left her hands alone. I rode close to my car and placed my head on it. Mom's slapped was still Itching and I couldn't help but scratch the affected place. "Scott, are you okay?" Juila placed her hands on my shoulders, I turned, "yes, I am," I said. She smiles and withdrew from me.I saw the distance she maintained and smirked. What's going on with her.Is Juila feeling okay?. Why did she withdrew from me?. 

The next morning.I went to work.On my way there I decided to stop at boma's grave.With everything going on, i haven't been able to speak with her.My car makes a quick stop, I rode outside and swifly made my way in. I walked past the other graves, and on reaching there, I met Juila there. What's she doing that boma's grave.I hid behind a tree, I peeked at her and watched her place a flower at the grave. Maybe she knows Boma? Or perhaps there a link between her and Boma.I need to break the ice no matter what?. TO BE CONTINUED

The following morning, I saw still seated at the entrance to the mansion, when a car drove past me.For a distance, I took notice of Luca inside, he walks out of the car and at the sight of Mrs. Matilda not being anywhere close to him.My feet took a fast pace."Luca?".He stopped following the sound of someone calling out his name. Luca puts up a question, " I'm sorry, who are you?". My feet revamped a step backward. I must have forgotten that he doesn't recall, who I am. Hence while trying to find my words, a hand pulled me back, inferring the same person I tried so hard not to come across with. "Tell me!!! What are you doing here?".Her voice deemed the minute her eyes ran through Luca. Mrs. Matilda smiles and with an aggressive posture got my hands lucked with her. " baby!! Why don't you go up to your room and I'll come to see you".&