Twin Souls

⚘24⚘

Sanaa ☯️

Guilt consumed me as my finger traced through the words on the card. It was unbelievable to think that he would still wish me a happy birthday after I broke off all contact with him. As much as I wanted to unblock him immediately and flood his inbox with messages of appreciation and apologies, I knew I couldn't. It felt wrong to me to talk to someone you are in love with, when he was in a relationship with someone else.

A question that popped up on my head was: why did he refer me as twin? Aside from Fleur, which was my 'official nickname', and the other inconsistent ones, this one was new. I glanced at the time on my phone, which was 11:11 PM, before scrolling mindlessly through the internet. My motives were unclear but I had a feeling I would find an answer about the connection I had with him through anything, which could be in an article, paragraph, phrase or a simple word.

My heart skipped in realization as my eyes landed on the words, twin flame. I spent the rest of the night reading several articles and watching videos relating to the topic. From my research, I could conclude that we were twin flames, which was something he hinted many times.

Great, another clear message you've ignored, Sanaa.

The high amount of failed stories I had come across didn't make my existing philophobia any easier. I loved him but was he a risk worth taking?

Due to my lack of sleep, I slept through the day without any interruptions from my family, which I found strange. I was already accustomed to them barging in my room several times a day.

Around four in the afternoon, I regained consciousness. I cleansed myself from all physical and spiritual impurities before heading to the kitchen in a green oversized sweatsuit.

"Good day, sleepy head," my brother chirped as I noisily crushed a piece of apple between my teeth.

I nodded in reply before digesting the rest in my mouth.

"It was a two hour flight! You slept as if we walked back!" he said jokingly, lightly nudging me.

"I didn't get enough sleep last night. I think the short journey had something to do with me being awake," I half lied.

"That could be the case," he nodded. "Did anything different happen?"

"You have no reason to pretend, Kai. How did you get involved with him in the first place?" I asked, realising that my siblings had something to do with the flower deliveries.

With surprise and guilt evident on his face, he explained, "Ama and I have been in contact with him since your last encounter with him. He checks up on you through us. Also, we've gotten to know him better. When you crack his playful conceited / cold exterior, you realise that he's one of the softest people ever. He reminds me of you so much. He's definitely the male version of you."

"Wow," I managed to get out after processing the information. The guilt and shame within me grew as I realised how irrational I was being. Sure, I prayed for him everyday but he still checked up on me without talking to me. He was always there for me and I failed to do the same.

"Yeah," my brother replied. "I know you have your reasons why you don't want to talk to him but he misses you and I know you miss him as well. Think about it."