“Are you my Mom?”

~ Emmerson ~Leukemia!The singular word kept ringing in my head like a distant echo.Over the past few hours… I had turned the internet upside down in my quest to search for every single thing I could find on the deadly illness.And soon stumbled on an article that talks about how it is a disease that happens to less than five in hundred thousand kids.So why does it have to be my daughter?!But come to think of… If Lily had leukemia… What’s the probability that her twin doesn’t? I’d asked.My fear was eradicated after a few more research as I soon figured that it was very possible for one twin to be affected by the deadly illness and the other left unaffected.“Dad… what happened to me?” were the first words my daughter said when she opened her eyes. Though color has returned to her cheeks… she still looked so frail. And just the thought of what cancer is doing to her body system… makes me want to rage. Oh… how I wish cancer were a person I could take down with a few blows!“You f

Exactly like, Lily.

~ Isabella ~“Are you my mom?" The singular question had shattered something in me… and all of a sudden, I couldn’t keep the tears at bay… So I let them fall down as I held onto my daughter. The one I never knew existed until a few days ago… The same one I had always longed for, without realizing just how much. “I’m sorry…” I whimpered as her tears began to soak my shirt. I could only imagine what Emmerson had told her about her mom… How much she must have missed me. Oh no…!How could I have missed out on seven whole years of my daughter’s life?I didn’t get to feed her, nor did I get the chance to teach her how to walk or read…The first word she’d spoken wasn’t “Mom,” and the first love she’d known wasn’t the love of a mother… and until now… she didn’t know me, and neither did I.“I always knew I had a mom… somewhere. My mom couldn’t possibly be dead… Her whisper-like words broke my heart. I could only imagine how tough it must have been for her.“I’m sorry, honey…” I replied, hol

“She looks like me?!”

~ 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 but wonder what she was thinking about. “Mr Winters.” The Doctor’s words interrupted my thoughts and I watched Isabella’s gaze move upwards in sharp alert. It almost felt like she’d been waiting for that moment since forever. “Is she okay?” She spoke before I could.“Yes, she is… she’d be commencing chemotherapy next week and hopefully it all gets better…”“Okay….”“But…?!”He smiled, as if expecting we’d asked that question. “The bone marrow transplant is still very much important… and the soon we’d done it… the better.”“Okay, Doctor….” He smiled, before walking away… probably back to his office or to see other patients.I hated this place!Yet, I sat down back… gazing blankly at the whit

“You could be my Grandpa?!”

~ Isabella ~“When will you be back?” I read and reread Kane’s text over and over as I sat down on my bed. Though it was a simple question…That could be interpreted as “When will you be back in Australia?”, “When will you be back to work?” and so on.But I knew better. “Soon.” I sent, though I couldn’t promise I’d be as fully sane as I previously had been… before Emmerson came back into my life, and I regained my memory. I couldn’t promise that I’d be fine after all this passes; I could only try. I dropped my phone and picked up the novel I’d been reading… it was titled “Back to Us.”I’d never been a second-chance romance girlie until now… that I have found myself in its spiral.But really… is there such a thing as second chances?Does life really give second chances? Or are these books simply written to give people false hope?But then… I couldn’t deny they gave me hope, in the littlest of ways.“Penny for your thoughts?” It’s been several hours since I’d last seen Emilia Winte

“I knew it!”

~ Isabella ~I found myself going back on the memory line, to the very first time… I’d heard of Emmerson Winters. I was in junior high school when I first heard about him… the exceptional teen who was already making millions in real estate. The first news of him had caused a stir in our entire school, and almost everyone wanted to meet him… including me.Though unlike the other girls who made their affection for him obvious… mine had been on a low-key level, where I had conducted numerous secret research projects on him.He’d seemed interesting and impressive to me… until I later found out about Sally, his high school sweetheart, and well… took several steps backwards. It was a well-known fact that the best way to experience a bitter heartache is to be head over heels in love with a guy who has a girlfriend he loves and adores… and well, I didn’t want to go through that pain. I’d assumed my feelings had completely faded until we got married in an arranged manner. Though my barest

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“Are you my Mom?”

Exactly like, Lily.

“She looks like me?!”

“You could be my Grandpa?!”

“I knew it!”