Everyone was having fun. Each person was engaged in their own activity, experiencing blissful moments in their lives. Some were dancing, some were singing, and others were chatting, minding their own business. This event brought joy to everyone’s life—except for one person, and that person is me.
I don’t know why, but even now, I’m still bothered by what my twin sister, Rain, said to me. It felt like she was threatening me. However, every time I look at her sitting at the table with our parents, she doesn't seem to have any bad intentions. She’s just sitting there, scrolling through her phone while her chin is plopped against her palm, like she’s bored with the whole event. Maybe I’m just overthinking because I can’t get her last words out of my mind before we arrive at the wedding recep
