Part 2- Evil behind that white

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Song; Salute- Little Mix

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Rosa: - Just leave me alone...

Emilya: - As you wish, I'll be out for a run.

She mumbled something as I left for my usual early morning run. As I got back I found her in a dry dress and she actually dried her golden hair. Unlike me, she had a light brown golden shiny hair like a moving rays of a morning sun. My hair was the darkest shade of brown. Amber and I had the same pale skin but I had silvery-grey eyes and she had sea-green ones, we were so different but we were the closest twins you could ever meet. As I glanced at her I found her wearing a royal-blue sun dress under her free golden waves of hair so I went and wore my usual; black skinny jeans, a black top, and a black leather jacket. I went to get my ankle-length-high-heel-black-leather-boots and Amber stumbled to the floor trying to wear her 'Cute' white high-heel-platform-wedges, the one I'm still unable to understand how she kept it white, I sat my very long dark hair in a high ponytail. I threw my black backpack over my shoulder ready to leave as Rosa dragged her huge suitcase full of clothes and put it next to the door. I've always told her to stay light but obviously that was her lightest. I rolled my eyes getting out and heading to my beloved black matte Range Rover waiting that has been waiting for me outside the rented house. I sat in my comfortable seat sighing in boredom as Amber struggled to close the car door of her tiny white Ford, she truly had such weird taste I'll never understand. I drove ahead to the destination dad left for us, they said that they must attend a very important meeting and we should join them soon. In lesser than 15 minutes we parked our cars in front a small old diner, mom and dad's car was parked at the side. I exited my car slumming the door shut and walked towards the glass door of the diner. Rosa stopped me midway putting her hand on my shoulder, her voice low and suspicious

Rosa: - This is unusual!

Emilya: - Trust mom and dad in this, Rosa. Also we are together so nothing could happen to us.

I reassured her and she nodded her head then let go of my shoulder, stepping inside a noise of a bell ringing over the door filled the air, my cold eyes scanned the tiny place but it was deserted, cold blood ran through my veins for not finding our parents until a woman in her late twenties stood in front of us smiling

The woman: - How can I help you...

Emilya: - We're looking for our parents; they said they'll be here four hours ago but I doubt you were even here at that time...

The woman's large amber eyes scanned my twin sister and I before they widened in realization and she almost bowed in front of us getting nervous

The woman: - Emilya Can Jasper and Amber Rose Jasper....

I nodded as she stood straighter her smile getting even wider

The woman: - It's an honor to meet you, please follow me inside...

Then she turned on her heels making her way towards the kitchen's door as I followed just behind her with Rosa by my side. The kitchen was even more deserted. The woman opened a door at the side that looked like a freezer's door and aimed for us to enter after her, without hesitation I stepped inside next to her and Rosa just sighed in defeat and got inside as well. As she closed the door, the woman pushed the only button in the tiny room and the floor started moving down. We kept moving down and down but before we could ask where we were going, the elevator stopped moving and its doors opened. The first thing that met our eyes was the brightness of the place, white walls, white floor and white ceiling and ahead was a glass wall and at the side sat the receptionist in her desk. We left the elevator and its door closed behind us and got back up. The lady in her desk noticed our arrival so she said

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