Lucille
He looks so strained and exhausted. I don't know why. I didn't know that this would irritate him so much. If I would've known that, I would've never said it.
I don't understand what's going on and that's bothering me a lot actually but as long as he holds me in his arms and kisses my head, I'm sure that there's nothing I need to worry about.
He backs off and looks at me. I look at him too, hoping that he calmed down. He takes a deep breath and says “He is my twin.”
My jaw drops and I look at him, eyes widened. It’s not like I didn’t expect that but the fact that it’s really true is interesting. I think it’s pretty cool. Having a twin must be amazing. Having a sibling that’s similar to you, knows you and likes you. This is such a weird but great coincidence, I don't even underst
