Marc POV
The sky was slowly fading into twilight, the pink clouds drifting above like they had nowhere to go. The birthday party was over, but the warmth in the air lingered. Laughter had been replaced with silence, and I found myself walking beside the sister I never knew I had.
Melody.
She hadn't said much since we left the rooftop. But she hadn't let go of my hand either.
Her fingers were small and cold, but her grip was strong like someone afraid of waking up and finding everything gone again.
I looked at her from the side. She really did look like me. Or maybe I looked like her.
It was strange. Beautiful. Real.
"So…" she finally spoke, her voice quiet, like a secret, "You don't remember anything?"
I shook my head. "No. I was told I was adopted when I was about ten. But no one ever said I had a twin sister. I only knew I wasn't born into that house. And I always felt… different."
She didn't say anything for a while. Her steps slowed.
"There was a car accident," she said at last. "Years ago when I was five years, my…I mean…our parents died."
I turned my head sharply.
She kept talking. "Or… I thought they died. Turns out it wasn't an accident. It was planned. Someone made it happen. I survived. I was raised by a distant aunt. But for most of my life, I was told I had no family left."
I stopped walking. She stopped too.
My chest felt heavy. "You were alone?"
She nodded. The wind tugged at her dress and pushed her curls into her face, but she didn't fix it.
"I used to dream of having a brother," she said. "I always felt like someone was missing. I just didn't know who."
"And I always felt like I didn't belong," I whispered back.
A pause.
Then she looked up at me. "When did Marvis find you?"
"Today," I said. "Just hours ago."
Her eyes widened.
"He said he had a gift for you. Took me to this fancy office, gave me a DNA kit. I didn't know what to think, but… something inside told me to trust him."
I paused, letting the truth settle.
"I never imagined I had a sister. A twin. And now you're here."
Melody let out a slow breath, her voice cracking. "This is… a lot."
"Yeah," I replied gently. "But it feels right."
She smiled then. It was small, soft, but real.
We continued walking, slower this time.
Birds flew above us, disappearing into the fading sky.
"I missed you without even knowing you," she said.
I blinked away the sting behind my eyes. "Me too."