Twin Souls

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❗TRIGGER WARNING❗

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Sanaa☯️

Six months passed by. Our lives gradually moved on as usual and I almost forgot about the dream. Keyword is almost. At times, I found myself thinking of him. The emotional part of me wanted to see him again and the logical part assumed he was a figment of my imagination.

My family and I were approaching another turning point of our lives. In three weeks, we were moving to South Africa due to my father's working contract ending in Nigeria. He was a diplomat, which made us peripatetic by nature. I've been travelling since I was five years old and I never had the opportunity to fully distinguish geniune friends from fake ones because I had limited time to get to fully know them. Even though I love travelling, I liked to imagine an alternate reality where my siblings and I were raised in a particular place with the same people and culture. I knew that could never be my life and I learned to accept it.

"I'll miss it here," Kai sighed as he laid on my bed, staring at the ceiling.

"You've gotten attached, huh?" I asked and he nodded in response. "Oh, Kai..."

"The person I'll miss the most is Joy," Ama stated.

"Agreed," Kai and I nodded.

"She's already an emotional person. I wouldn't be able to look at her when it's time to leave," Kai said.

"Me too. Her tears will break my so called tough girl exterior," I added, agreeing with him.

My door opened, revealing Mom.

"Hey," she greeted in a quiet tone, sitting on the bed. "How's everything going?"

Ama and I nodded as Kai shrugged.

"I know this lifestyle is becoming too much for you to take but I can assure you that we'll settle down in the years to come," she explained as gently as she could. Her words of encouragement did help ease our minds whenever we felt low.

"Do you know when?" Kai asked, sitting up.

"Three more years and it will end," was all Mom said, bringing us closer to her.

"Promise?" I asked, looking at her dark brown orbs.

"Promise," she whispered, staring away from us. Mom could relate to us more because she was a peripatetic from childhood as well. She knew and experienced the downsides of our lifestyle at a young age as well. Her original plan was for us to be raised in one area but her love for Dad altered her plans. I've seen the efforts she has put in to make sure we don't experience the downsides as much as we could've and I appreciated her efforts.

We remained in her embrace and she switched the topic, asking us about our social life. The atmosphere instantly became lighter and Kai's stories put wide smiles on our faces.

"Ama, Kai, it's time to go to bed. You still need to go to school," Mom said as my siblings reluctantly walked out of my room.

"Good night, San," they said simultaneously.

"Good night, sleep tight, don't let the mosquitoes bite," I called out.

"They won't!"

"Good night, Sanaa. Sleep well," Mom said as she rested her body on the door frame.