The War left many grieving, those who would never get the chance to tell their loved ones that they loved them one last time. Iris Brown was one of them, her twin sister ripped away from her at just 18, she never got the chance to do the things with...
'I feel so alone without her here, and I'm just supposed to pretend that everything's okay for his sake?'
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'No, but maybe together you can work out who you are as individuals without either of them here.'
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𝚂𝚞𝚖𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚢
The past year had been one of adaption, trying to carry on as just one not as a pair. Iris Brown, strived to live a life her sister would be proud of. She would live for Lavender if she had to live without her. Yet she still struggled with the concept of her twin not being there. She took every day as it was, learning who she was when she was no longer one of the Brown Twins.
But before she could even answer the question of who she was anymore, she found herself having to try to come up with an answer. Just so that her Ministry assigned husband would have an answer. Even if he too wasn't sure of who he was anymore. After all Iris had always been the stronger one, she would have to do it once more.
Because some idiot decided that pairing two surviving twins together was the best idea they could come up with.
