fix her.

suffering.

"do you have any siblings?" she asked me all of a sudden.

"why are you asking me?"

"oh, if i can't then i'm sorry-"

"no no it's okay," i laughed. "but why all of a sudden?"

she was silent.

"well...i used to have an older brother and a twin sister, i got separated from her because my biological father remarried with another woman."

your biological father is dead because of your mum.

"my mum has been depressed eversince, but she remarried with my step-father, he's pretty rich but he..."

"he?"

"he hits my mum every night."

"i'm sorry..."

"it's fine," she continued smiling. "i really want to meet my twin, because that'll be really cool! like, after so long, meeting your other half?"

"yeah...of course," i said.

"and i found this picture in my mum's closet," she took it out from her pocket.

it was a ripped picture of our family photo.

the only unripped part was jungha and mum.

"jungha..." my voice trailed off as i dug my pocket and took out the other half of the ripped photo.

tears clawed her lashes as her mascara stained her eyelids.

"chungha...y-you're my..."

"...twin sister."