“Kiara?” I muttered, and her eyes broadened the more. “How do you know my name? And why are we looking so much alike?” She asked tentatively, after being stunned for several moments. Putting on a big wide smile, I paced forward, “I don't know either, Kiara. I don't know if we're probably twins, or we just look alike coincidentally, but Kiara, a lot has happened but all you need to do now is to meet Alexander” I expressed my thoughts in a breath, with my heart filled with unspeakable happiness. Her pretty face suddenly squeezed into a deep frown, “Who's Alexander?” She asked, blandly. Seeing the aloof expression on her face, I was suddenly fraught with worry, has she forgotten Alexander already? Opening my mouth to say a word, “Mommy, see,” Aiden's little charm voice broke in, he was pointing a finger toward me. “She's my mommy too, right? I have two mommies” The little boy said joyously, peeking from my face to Kiara's. Withdrawing her gaze from her son's face, “Bye,” She said impatiently, then spun around. “No, wait. Please listen to what I have to say” I rushed to stand in front of her, confining her movements. “He has been looking for you since your disappearance, Kaira. Believe me, he hasn't been himself. Now that you're back, you need to meet him, please” My voice choked with despair as tears gradually filled my eyes.
However, she only wore a serious look, “I'm sorry, Miss. But I don't understand all you've just said” The corner of her eyes crinkled a bit as she utter her words gloomily. Staring at the profound expression etched on her forehead, I felt my heart missed one bit. 'Is this an illusion? Is she not Kiara? Does she also look like me and Kiara?' After casting me a final glance, she strode forward in a hurry with the four agents in tow. “Bye, Mommy” Aiden called out, waving his small hand. But I was too lazy to respond to him, as it felt like I was floating in space. Soon, she disappeared around the bend of the path.
Setting my foot into the living room with my phone held up to my ear, waiting impatiently for him to pick up his call. The call got disconnected again, and I stormed my feet against the floor in exasperation as tears spilled out of my eyes. “What's going on now? Why's Mr. Alexander not picking my calls?” I sobbed, calling his phone again. “What's wrong, my dear? Why are you crying?” I looked up to see the head of the maids, curling up my lips, I went into her embrace, whimpering louder. She was caught off guard but was quick to wrap me in her arms. “Tell me what happened, dear? Did something happen at the office?” Her voice was full of concern as she continued to stroke my hair, down to my back. Disengaging from the hug, “Kiara is alive. I saw her today, but she barely talked to me and couldn't even remember Mr. Alexander” More tears rolled down from my cheeks. Finishing my words, the head of the maid's eyes had opened wide in surprise. “You mean the same Kiara that has been missing for several months now is alive?” She asked tentatively, a little smile touching her lips. I nodded vigorously. “Then you should be happy, Amelia. Your twin sister is finally back for good after so many months. Or you're probably sad she and the young master are going to get back together?” I shook my head directly. “It would be my utmost happiness if Kiara and Mr. Alexander could get back together, Ma'am” I expressed, “Moreover, there's a child between them now. I saw a child with Kiara who looks so much like Alexander” Her mouth hung open at once, “Who looks so much like Alexander?” That was Granny's voice. Tilting my head to the source of her voice, she was approaching where I was, little by little. Pursuing my lips, “Kiara is alive, Granny. She's alive, and I saw her with a child. I don't know, Granny. But this child looks like Alexander very much” I explained, lowering my gaze after I completed my words. “What?” She muttered, “Where is she now?” Granny asked, after being silent for a few moments. “I don't know, Granny. Even though it's obvious she's the lost Kiara we've been searching for, but it didn't seem so in reality, Granny. It seemed she has forgotten Alexander already” I shook my head helplessly. The more I thought about it, the more my mind ran blank. “The CEO of Alexander Group was seen in a popular TV station earlier this morning” This voice was from the TV screen, it suddenly wafted to where we were standing, prompting us to lifted our heads at once toward the TV screen. And there he was on the TV screen, he was bouncing from foot to foot, not paying heed to those who are standing around him. “It was said that the CEO had created a scene only because he asked a question which the answer was quite unknown to the employees” The female reporter continued and the three of us exchanged a glance. 'What question?' Since his career has flourished, It has always been like this. Any slight thing of his doings would surely appear on the TV screen. Alexander group become the largest conglomerate here in Texas,, and he's also setting up branch companies overseas.
“Call Alexander now, Amelia” Granny ordered, her gaze was still fixed on the TV screen. “I've been calling him since I left the grocery store, Granny. But he's not picking up his phone” I whined, drawing a shallow breath. Granny slowly left where she was standing, then plonked herself onto a nearby couch in the living room. She made a facepalm and said something incoherently. Unexpectedly, my phone vibrated in my hand. Looking down at it quickly, I realized it was a private number. I had thought it was Alexander calling. Nonetheless, I touched the phone screen then pressed it to my ear. “Hi, Amelia” Upon hearing these two words, I could directly tell who the voice belongs to. “It's Desmond” He introduced, I gulped, raising my head to see the head of maids sitting right beside Granny already. I turned around and ascended the stairs to my room. “Yes, Desmond,” I said into the phone as soon as I entered the room. There was a silence and I had to remove the phone from my ear to see if the call was still connected. And yeah, it was. However, he wasn't saying anything. “Is there a problem?” I asked tentatively. “No, no, not at all. Just checking on you. I hope there's no offense in that?” Taking my lower lips into my mouth at the same time looking down at my fingers, “Thanks for your kind gesture, Mr. Desmond” I said word by word, a little smile rousing on my face. “But if I may ask, since when did you start checking on others?” I asked inadvertently, then quickly pressed my lips into a tight line. He chuckled softly before saying, “Since today. We are partners now, so we should always check on each other or what do you think?” He said smoothly. Nodding my head in agreement as if he could see me, “It's okay, Mr. Desmond. We'll see tomorrow” I said with a beam. “Yeah, can't wait to see you again” I felt a wave of current washed over me immediately. The call had gotten disconnected, but I was still smiling at the void screen, his last words replaying in my head.
Opening my eyes to the gentle stroke on my feet, It was her, the head of the maids. I slowly sat up, and it was then I realized I had fallen asleep in the living room. “Is he back?” I asked, taking my eyes upstairs. “No, dear. I don't think the young master will be coming back tonight, so go to your room” Her voice was gentle and full of affection. She puts on just like my real mother. Whenever I'm feeling unwell, she looks after me until the very end. She would even insist on giving a massage at times. Smiling at her, “Why aren't you in bed, ma'am?” I asked her softly, preparing myself to leave the couch. “I want to watch you sleep first,” She said cautiously. I ceased my movement immediately as our eyes locked at once. Smiling awkwardly and unlocking my gaze from her nice-looking face, “Come on now, Ma'am Marian, I can take care of myself” I ascertained then got on my feet. However, after one look at her face, I felt bad immediately. Smacking my lips, I wrapped my arm around her shoulder and said, “If you're going to watch me sleep, then you will tell me a bedtime story” Instantaneously, a glossy smile appeared on her face and I wondered to myself how such a request could lighten up her mood. “Of course, dear, I'll definitely tell you a bedtime story” We both smiled and began moving toward the stairs. Soon, I noticed that my hand was still on her shoulder. Embarrassed, I made to withdraw it but to my surprise, she held it still, “Let's be like this until we get to your room” She opened her heart. My smile grew wider as I suddenly wished she was my real mother. “Do you think the young master has also found about your twin sister?” She asked in a low voice, just before reaching the door. I shook my head honestly, “I don't know, ma'am. And how sure are you, Kiara, and I, are twins?” I asked her curiously, but she didn't respond. She jiggled the doorknob, then ushered me in.
Drawing a long breath, “I hope she finds her children eventually” I let out softly. She just completed the story and believe me, it felt so real. I pitied the woman in the story, she had gone through a lot. “But ma'am, do you think throwing those children away was the best idea she could come up with?” I asked, “She should have just dropped them in an orphanage home. Throwing them away was awful. What if a dangerous animal had bitten the children, and they are dead now?” Making a facepalm, “Or do you think the children might be alive?” I asked her again, but she wasn't saying anything. “Please, dear, can I stay in your embrace for a moment?” She requested, her voice throbbing with emotions. The bedside lamp has been turned off, so I couldn't discern her face, but it was apparent from her voice that she was already sobbing. Without a moment's hesitation, I inched myself closer and slowly drew her into my embrace. 'Have I by chance said something wrong?'
The next morning…
I dialed his number and thank goodness he picked up at the second ring this time, “Where are you?” I asked him, directly. “Downstairs” He replied simply, and the call got disconnected at once. Snatching my bag from the bed, I hurriedly slide my feet into the black shoes, then dashed out of the room. I could see him from the staircase, he seemed engrossed in the phone in his hands. Moving closer, “Good morning” I greeted warmly, “Morning” He replied sharply, without peeking at my face. Repressing my lips in a tight line, “Why didn't you come home last night?” I asked him, cautiously. “I passed the night at Mack's. Is there any problem?” This time, he was peering at my face. “We saw the news yesterday, but we couldn't fathom why you've gone there. What was it about?” Shoving his hands into his hair, “Kiara is alive. She's back. I saw her on a business channel yesterday” He said huskily, tossing his phone aside. “I met her in a grocery store yesterday” I announced, in a good nature mood. Abruptly, he sprang to his feet, staring at me in disbelief.