Semua Bab WRONG TWIN, RIGHT KISS: Bab 21 - Bab 29

Sia's Pov Two hours into the moment, my eyes spun. I could see clearly, of course. But I had too many drinks already, which I shouldn't have. “You're drunk—” Amy mentioned again. “No—” I shook my head as I tried to grab the bottle once again. “Trust me: I'm fine, Amy.” My eyes shut, and I rested on the couch - waiting for a miracle to happen. I shouldn't have come here - not now or ever. Although I felt very much better than I did. People who I looked at, the ones who danced, and the ones who attended to the orders the people asked for. And then, there were strippers. Dancers who concentrated on shaking their asses. “I'm fine—” I muttered and let out. “Amy, where's the drink? You didn't take it.” I looked at the table for it, then got up when I didn't see anything like it. “I need to dance.” The floor was filled, but there was space. More than enough space, even. When I caught up with the floor, I turned to make sure Amy was in sight. Many things were going on in my head

Sia's Pov It's been a week since Richard saved my ass. From that club - the man in it. Everything seemed to be better at home, although my mom and I hadn't said a word to each other. What was there to talk about? At some point, I would blame her for this. If she didn't do what she did to piss me off, I wouldn't make up my mind to be there. One way or the other, all of these were her fault. This week, the school was on a break. Good thing for me. Amy and I would catch up, and I'll catch up with the things over here. Especially holding a conversation with Richard, whom I haven't spoken to in a while. “Good morning—” I looked up, smiling. “Good morning, Mr. Smithfield. Good morning, Mom.” I looked around the table before facing them again. “What about Richard? And Knight? Where—” “Rehearsals, Sia.” My stepfather answered. “Campus is closed for the week, according to the news on the portal. How come?” I caught up with a chair and sat on it. “Do they have to?” “Yes—”

Sia's Pov It's been exactly one week since our parents left the country on that trip out of the country. My stepbrothers and I didn't do much. Every morning, we had breakfast in the dining room and talked about things that should be discussed. Knight didn't do much - he basically ate and scrolled through his phone. Now that our parents were not around to dictate whether we would use our phones at the diner or not, Knight did whatever he wanted. “Good morning, Richard.” “Good morning, Sia.” He looked up from the table and moped at me. “Did you sleep well?” Yes, I did. How couldn't I? The bed was a big one, more than comfortable and lest I forget, I had an AC in my room. “Yes. Thank you.” I settled into a chair and looked at him. “Did you sleep well?” “I guess so—” The man nodded. “Uhm. I made breakfast.” He pointed at the trays. “Rachel's off is happening today and I had to come up with something, or we would starve.” He picked something from a tray and put it on a plate, lea

Knight's Pov “What are you talking about?” A very important question I should have asked long before now. “I don't understand you.” I moved away before catching up with her again. The only thing I wanted was an explanation. That was all I would ever want. “And what do you mean by my brother texting you with my number?” So many questions I had to ask. “I'm not sure I understand anything.” “Calm down.” She urged. Sia pointed at the bridge of the pool. “You must sit down if you're going to have this conversation. It's a long one, Knight.” She walked towards it, took a seat, and waited for me. Was I making a mistake by trusting her? What if her aim was to push me into the pool and have me killed? Did I have to trust her? “Knight?” I snapped out of my thoughts, glanced at her, and walked to that pool. Without hesitation or thinking twice, I took a seat and looked at her. “I'm listening. Tell me everything I must know.” “Right.” First, there was silence. Sia didn't say a word.