BAD FEELING

I comforted my twin by saying, "Grandma is like that. She simply wants the best for us. Don't be upset with her." She gave me a sad-eyed expression as we exchanged glances.

She said, "I'm so sorry for hurting you, Nicole. You know, I couldn't help myself. I feel like I'm not your twin anymore. I now want to give her another hug, but I restrain myself.

I gently reminded her not to overthink things by saying, "Don't talk like that. Of course you are still my twin sister. Just don't stress yourself out. You can do this, okay?"

"Our grandmother is just stressing out, and I just can't help but to feel sad as our grandmother treats me like an outcast," she insisted. "Zamiel loves me back, right? I can feel it, twin. You know, he cares for me and he does not want me to be upset. She has stopped crying. I inhale heavily.

I detest being in love for this reason. Simply put, my twin could not accept Zamiel's lack of feelings for her. I repress my speech. My twin shouldn't have any unfounded hop