It’s been almost three months and my twin has yet to speak to me. I wasn’t even mad that she slapped me, I had it coming. My twin had it rough meanwhile I had it easy. I was spoiled and rich, I joined this shit for my sister. Sassy saved me after my miscarriage she and I met on our 21st birthday. We were both out in Hawaii living our best lives when I bumped into her. She was going threw a divorce and I was missing my child so our hurt brought us together.
”Sassy just talk to me I can’t handle this silent treatment.” I said standing in front of her desk.
”Nova I’m not even mad you lied I’m mad that you felt like you had to lie to me. Am I not good enough to meet him? You keeping your life to yourself?” She cried. In twelve years I never seen her cry and here my sister was crying to me.
”The complete opposite, I just wanted my sister. I want you to myself, pops is amazing but our bond I just felt like it would go away once you met him.” I said.
”Your selfish Nova. That’s all I heard was how you wanted to do things it’s cool. I got a meeting with him today.” She said drying her face.
”Sis I’m sorry.” I said.
”Yeah you should be.” She said and walked away.
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