“Ok, Let’s meet then,” Antia replied,
“Ok,” I answered.
She decided the place and time, I agreed and went to bed.
Next day I woke up and did my morning duties, I made my breakfast and had it. I took my car keys and drove to my college, I was majoring in both English and creative writing.
I had made a couple of friends here in my college Morgan, Rachel and her boyfriend Jackson and Thimothy along with Aron, Beth, and Zach.
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“Morgan, I already said to Beth that I’m not coming,” I said, irritated by that question.
“Please Ness everyone is coming except you, don’t do this to us” she used her dramatic side again, I glanced her and sighed.“You are not going to leave until I agree to come?” I asked shaking my head, she giggled “Nope”, “Fine,” I said irritated by it.
She jumped and hugged me “Thank you,” She said smiling,
“Ok. Ok, “I said.
We walked to our classes although she was majoring in law we shared the core curriculum which was a compulsion for all students.
We walked inside and sat beside Aron, Beth, and Zach. Later, Rachel and Jackson with Timothy. They sat beside us, and we were chatting with each other, The professor entered the class and soon we were drowning in course work. In the middle of the lecture, Aron passed a piece of paper.
Coming to the party, this Saturday?
I scribbled my answer and passed the paper back to him.
Ya, I have no other choice
I heard him chuckling.
I have to thank Morgan later.
I turned and shot a deadly glared at him.
Over past days, since we became friends Aron and I grew a strong bond and extremely close to each other. He was always there for me in those dark days; he never pressurized me to tell what happened between Enzo and me, he used to understand me.
At the end of the class, we went to the cafe, Aron and Timothy brought us coffee we sat on a slightly secluded table, and I opened one book to study a little for the next class.
“You look happy,” Said Beth to Morgan, I looked at Morgan.
“It’s Jax,” she said with a smile in her face, “we are going on a date” Jax is a model and Morgan’s boyfriend, they’ve been together for a week now.
“Oh...” Everyone said at once which made her blush, we laughed watching her blushing.
Suddenly, Enzo came into my mind and I stopped smiling, I miss him. I miss our movements with each other.
Aron noticed me and put his hand on mine squeezing it lightly, I glanced at him and smiled he smiled back.
After college, I called Rose manager of the cafe where I work, said to her that I couldn’t come because of some emergency. She said okay, and I went home, I got ready to meet Antia.
I reached the cafe and parked my car in the parking lot, I stepped outside and walked inside the cafe. I can see Antia on a table near the window in the middle, typing something on her phone. I walked there, she noticed me and stood up from her chair and hugged me, I hugged her back.
We smiled at each other, I sat down in front of her and ordered coffee for both of us.
“It’s good to see you again Venessa, How are you?”
“I’m good how are you and Andrea and Edoardo?”
“We are good, Hows your college-going on,”
“It’s going well”
“Hm... So, What do you want to know about my brother?"
“I just want to know why he is like this, you said there was a reason behind his behavior. I want to know it, please tell me.”
She nodded and took an album from her handbag, and she placed it on the table, She pushed it towards me.
“Open it.”
Hesitatingly I opened it, There was a photo of young Andera and Edoardo with 4kids, one was a boy with jet black hair and blue eyes, wearing a red t-shirt and a pair of shorts, with a girl beside him who has a cute smile on her face wearing peach colour dress reaching her knees, beside her was cute little Enzo with innocent big green eyes and a big smile on his face, in a green T-shirt and a pair of brown shorts, he was so adorable, beside him was small cute Antia smiling.
I flipped the page and there were photos of Enzo with that boy and girl, he was so happy, there were photos of him and that boy in their younger versions, they both looked alike.
I flipped another one and gasped when I see the women with whom Enzo was smiling wholeheartedly, she looked like me, not exact copy her features matches mine. She has brown hair, and mine was Black. I look up to see Antia watching my reactions very carefully, “She’s my elder sister Milena and he’s my elder brother Damien.”
“She looks like me,” I whispered, touching her picture,
There was a sad smile on Antia’s face, “What happen?” I asked,
“They died,” she said sadly. It hurts me to look at her like this.