POV: Victoria
You know, the first time was a bomb. The first time we met, we had spent some time shopping and talking about our lives. I always enjoy my time with him because he makes me feel special and he makes me forget my problems with my family. All my life, I have always felt that I needed a friend I could confide in. That void in her heart was filled when I met Miguel, he is my other half that I never even knew was missing.
He looks just like me, not to mention the fact that we share the same likes and dislikes, we also share the same sense of humor and do many other things. It’s amazing how he felt so perfect for me, I felt happy to be with him, and to be honest, I couldn’t wait to be with him and spend some good time with him.
I agreed to have lunch with him, but my anticipation and excitement were just too much. I couldn’t even wait for lunch, I woke up feeling so happy to see him. Yeah, I know what you are thinking. You think I only woke up happy because Raphael and I had a good time last night. You think I woke up feeling excited because I had a mind-blowing orgasm last night, huh?
But that is not it…
Yeah, the sex was amazing last night, but that is not why I am feeling this excited. I’m just happy to see Miguel again, the thought of seeing him again makes the butterflies in my tummy so excited. I’m so happy that I even told Ralph about my new friend and he actually took it better than I expected. He is not against my friendship with some strange guy that I just met.
Actually, he told me that I could have lunch with him and that is why I am so excited to see him. He is such a jealous lover, but he proved me wrong by letting me spend time with Miguel whenever I want to. I would have spent the morning hours with Raphael before going to meet Miguel for lunch. At least that would compensate him for the times I would not be here to meet his needs because of Miguel.
But Ralph stepped out for a business meeting very early this morning. So I decided to leave earlier to have breakfast with Miguel before we headed out for lunch later and then visit some nice fun places to chill and gist. I called to tell him about my plans and he was so excited to have me.
“I would love to make breakfast for you, Victoria. Trust me, you would love it.” he responded excitedly. I was so excited to see what he had planned for us today. Yesterday had been amazing as we went shopping. I’m hoping and praying that today would be more fun.
I got dressed in record time and dashed out of the house hastily so Mom wouldn’t find me going out so early. She had been so pissed and nervous when I told her about him yesterday. She had even wanted to stop me from seeing him. She only agreed when I promised to bring our family back together again. She is acting so weird, I don’t want her to ruin my day.
Besides, I don’t want to piss her off by telling her that I couldn’t stay one day without him. I can’t even stop thinking about him. I had a dream about him, it felt so real. In my dream, he was a tiny little baby lying on the bed. I was with him in that dream and I was like a guardian angel, looking after him.
I sneaked off and went to visit him, wearing a black jean trouser and a yellow crop top that makes my boobs look so attractive and enticing. Yeah, I know he is just my friend and not my lover. But I couldn’t help it, I just wanted to look hot and sexy as I spent time with him today.
I would really love it if I bumped into Raphael so he would see me looking so pretty and sexy. I’m sure he would love this outfit on me, after all, he bought it himself.
“Damn, you look so hot!
If I were your man, I would take you right back to the bedroom,” he teases me, smiling excitedly.
“You have a way of making me laugh and forget about my problems, Miguel. How are you perfect, and where the hell have you been all my life?” I asked him as he teased me nonstop while making scrambled eggs and toast for breakfast. We spoke about the beautiful weather in this city and the upcoming Carnival that will be showcasing music and artwork. We were eating and talking about silly mundane things when he suddenly stopped eating and just stared at me fixedly, looking into my eyes.
“What?” I asked him, suddenly feeling nervous.
“Did your boyfriend mention anything about a DNA test he just carried out?” he asked me out of the blue, sounding a bit weird. I looked at him curiously, wondering what he was talking about.
“How do you know what Raphael has been up to lately, are you stalking my boyfriend?!” I asked in dismay, getting suspicious of him. he leaned back on his seat, looking at me as if he was just seeing me for the first time.
“No Marisol, I’m not stalking your boyfriend!” he yelled angrily, calling me a name I had never heard before in my life.
“Are you high or something, Miguel?
why are you being weird, and who the hell is Marisol?” I asked him angrily, my eyes fixed on him.
“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to sound so angry, I just don’t know why everyone is trying to stop me from being with you. I thought I could just have out with you for a while before revealing my true identity to you, but I can’t wait any longer because the more I search for the evidence to prove that you are my…” he paused at this point, his expression unsure and nervous.
“Your what, Miguel?
what are you talking about?” I asked him curiously, my eyes fixed on him. he was acting strange, and if this were any other stranger, I would have walked out of there the moment he called me Marisol and started blabbing about Raphael and a DNA result. But something in me just wouldn’t let me leave, it’s as if my subconscious already knew what he was about to say to me.
I looked at him, my eyes fixed on his, reading his emotions and watching his every move. he had tears in his eyes, he looked as if he was trying to protect me but he just had to say it. He got up from his seat and went to a nearby drawer, pulling out a box and a brown envelope and bringing it to me.
“I had a sister when I was a baby, Victoria. She was my twin sister and her name was Marisol Myers. Marisol fell sick as a baby and she was taken to the hospital. Somehow, she got kidnapped from the hospital and she was never found, until now.” he told me, his eyes looking so sad.
“What do you mean until now, Miguel?
Have you found your sister?” I asked him, my eyes filled with tears because deep down in my heart, I think I already know where this is going.
“This is the result of the DNA test your husband conducted yesterday. I think he knows the truth, I don’t know why he hasn’t said anything to you yet. But I never needed to do a DNA test, Marisol, I took one look at you and I know that you are my sister. You look just like mom, I mean every fucking detail.
God, she will be thrilled to meet you after twenty-four years. Do you know that our birthday is next week?
We’ll be twenty-five next week, Marisol. It has always been my dream to find you before our twenty-fifth birthday. I still can’t believe that it’s true, I can’t believe that it’s really you, sitting right here with me.” He told me, his voice sounding emotional as he held back his tears.
“What are you saying, Miguel?
What are you talking about, why are you calling me Marisol?” I asked him, my tears flowing down my cheeks.
I sat there, stunned, as Miguel’s words sank in. My heart raced, and tears streamed down my face. Yeah, I had always felt a special connection with Miguel, but this revelation turned my entire world upside down. Like, how am I his sister?
If I’m his sister, does that mean Claire was also his sister?
If that is the case, then why did mom keep it away from us, why didn’t she tell us that we have a brother out there, how did she forget to tell me that I have a twin brother?
All these questions kept turning and turning inside me, I didn’t know what to say, I didn’t know where to begin. Like, what is this story about me getting lost in the hospital. Is he trying to say that he got lost in the hospital and he doesn’t know our mother?
How could he say that I got lost when I obviously grew up with Mom. I think he is getting it all mixed up, I just don’t understand it.
Why is Raphael running a DNA test on us, does he really know?
Is that why he let me hang out with Miguel?