I woke up to the sound of a phone. I opened my eyes and looked at where the sound was coming from. I grabbed my phone and frowned when I saw an unknown number. I answered the call with a quiet voice.

"Ah Sahra. Aneel told me about your drawings and I wanted to ask you if you are able to come to the holding today?" I heard my father-in-law saying and I immediately sat up.

"Ehm.. Okay, I mean yes, yes I will. At what time? And uhm, what is the address? I mean, I've never been there a-" I started rambling nervously.

"It's okay, I will send my driver. Just message me where you are and be ready at two" he said laughing and I nodded, face-palming myself when I realized he couldn't even see it. We said our goodbyes and the door went open. I ended the call and looked at Yessin. He had a plate in his hand with a sandwich and smiled at me before sitting down next to me. He looked at my phone.

"I charged it for you last night" he said and that was when I realized that my phone was actually dead. I smiled saying 'thanks' and we started eating in silence. I was looking at him the whole time. I was busy comparing our features. We really did look alike a lot. I mean, you could tell that we are.. twins. He was so sweet, so caring even though he didn't know me. I looked around the room and made my decision. I wanted to get to know these people, no matter what.

"I want to see him" I said and he looked at me confused. When he saw my face he got it and his eyes widened.

"Really?!" he said a bit too happy and I nodded smiling. He leaned over and kissed my cheek.

"Oh and I need to go at two o'clock. Aneel's dad needs to see me" I said. My voice cracked at the end when I thought about Aneel. No, I was not going to think about him. I needed to be strong. Wow, where the hell did that come from?

"Are you guys okay?" Yessin asked quietly and I stopped eating. I mean, I lost my appetite. I looked over at him. I was not good with talking, because I had never someone to talk to. But that was going to change. I closed my eyes, but the voice didn't come. I saw that as a challenge. I am going to do this.

"Actually we were.. Its a bit complicated, but I will tell you. I mean, I really need to just talk with someone" I said. It was like I was on automatic-pilot.

"Look, you can tell me anything.." he said and I looked him in the eyes. They were easily to read and something in them told me that what he said was real.

"Aneel and I.. We were forced in this marriage. I-" I couldn't even finish. Yessin stood up.

"What?! Who the hell do they think they are?! You aren't even their child! I am going to show the-" I stood up too and grabbed his hands.

"No Yessin, you are not going to do anything. I went through a lot, okay? I got abused my whole life. I was called names. But you know what, I am not going to care about it anymore. Someone told me that the past is past and that this moment is important. Its okay, Allah had a good reason for it I am sure. But from now on, I am going to show them. I am going to take my revenge. Not with violence or words, that doesn't help. I am going to show them that I am not a pathetic worthless girl anymore. That will hurt them, trust me" I started shaking. I couldn't believe that I said all of that. Where in the Hell was that in my brain? No, I couldn't do this. I was not supposed to do this. My eyes started to tear but before a single tear could fall Yessin grabbed my chin, forcing me to look at him.

"And right now, you are not doing what you said just seconds ago. You are going to be strong. And I am here the whole time, by your side okay? I don't know who else promised you that but let you fall and why you don't trust me but.. I am here the whole time, we.. you are my sister.." he said, whispering the last sentence. When I heard that, I wrapped my arms around his neck. This was all I wanted in my life. To feel wanted, to feel family. This.. This is family..

"He found his first love. He thought that she had died but she clearly didn't. Yesterday, she came and found him. He wanted me to be out of the house. I don't know what to do.." I whispered into his neck. Yessin tightened his grip.

"Leave it for time to handle. Trust Allah and let it all come to you. He needed his moment with her and you know that" he said, making me feel better. I snuggled closer, enjoying the strength that only my twin could give me.

"Do I look okay?" I asked Yessin. I had my clothes on from yesterday and didn't want to look like a mess. Yessin looked at me before rolling his eyes.

"Of course. You always look good. I mean, you look like me and I am handsome" he said smirking. This time I rolled my eyes and laughed. I went over to the kitchen to drink some water. 'Love life. Live love. Live Life. And love love. Have some confidence, don't be scared.', I heard the voice say. I smiled. It never left me alone. I let out a breath and went over to the living room. When I saw that I had to go I kissed Yessin's cheek.

"Now I need to go. Are you here when I come back?" I asked him and he nodded. I went out of the door and got in the car, which was taking me to Aneel's dad...

(FINALLY........ANEEL POV)

What the hell. What. The Hell. She. She was alive.. Alive?! But.. How? WHAT? My brain was about to explode. I sat on the couch and put my head between my knees, maybe the pain would go away. She was here. She was freaking here. She was alive. All this time.

"Aneel.." she said taking a step. I took a step back. No, this was some game. It couldn't be. What the Hell was she doing here. Didn't she have to be in the grave? Isn't she supposed to be dead? What?

"W..who are you?" Was the only thing that came through my lips. I couldn't believe it. I needed to find answers before my brain exploded.

"Aneel. Its me Maryam. I am so sorry. Look, I can explain you anyt-" But I couldn't let her finish.

"YOU! You are supposed to be dead! I thought you were dead! What the hell is going on?!" I asked her. I really needed to know. She pushed me backwards so that she could come in and closed the door after her. I watched her. She was looking at the floor. She was still beautiful. Nothing had changed. Even her hair colour was the same. Her eyes, lips. Everything was just as I remembered. I looked away and let out a humourless laugh. This was not going anywhere.

"TELL ME! WHO THE HELL ARE YOU?" I yelled and she closed her eyes. She.. she was always scared when I yelled.

"Tell me!"

"I had to!" she yelled right after me. She looked me in the eyes with tears and my heart broke. She was about to grab my hand but I took a step back. A few months ago, I would've hugged her already. But now, it felt wrong. I couldn't touch her. I couldn't touch her when I had a girl who was probably a mess right now. My face fell at the thought and I mentally cursed at myself.

"That day! That day when Yassir shot me. I didn't die. I was in the hospital. When they told you that I was dead they had already put me in another hospital. That's why they didn't let you see my dead face!" she yelled. It didn't make sense. I shook my head.

"Why? Why the hell did 'they' do that? Who are they?!" I yelled back. My voice was getting louder with the minute and I was near punching anything that was in my way.

"It wasn't safe Aneel! I already got shot because of you! I wanted it to end but you didn't seem to realise it!" She said. So, that was the point.

"I loved you, I really did, but you started doing all these things. You started messing with gangs and hurting people. I couldn't stay with you knowing that you had changed!" She yelled back at me. I punched the wall beside her, being too close to her. Damn- even her scent was the same. I took it in, since I had missed it so much. For two years I had been wanting to smell her since I knew I had no chance again. Now that she was here, I took it in before I came back to myself.

"When I was here, crying like a freaking kid. When I was here, drinking to forget the moment you laid in my arms when you got shot. When I was here, cursing at her saying words that made her cry. When I was here, not seeing the one in front of me just because of you. When I was here, like a mess hurting everyone just because of my guilt, you were just somewhere alive. Just because to get rid off me. Couldn't you just tell me?! I would've understood! We could've went through it together!" I said. It didn't make sense. She.. What the hell. I hurt people so much, especially that one little sweet girl, just because of someone who wasn't.. dead?! Like, what the hell?!

"Look, I'm really sorry but I am here now. Please, lets just talk about it. We went through a lot together so we can handle this too. I am here, I am alive. I know that I made a mistake but I am here now. Come on, didn't you miss your 'honey'?" she really knew how to play. She knew how much I knew she hated that word and I kept calling her that in that past. But I won't believe it. Or.. Hell I don't even know. I shook my head. It was too soon. I couldn't handle this. She.. I needed space.

"Go" I said. She shook her head but I shot her a glare and she got out. After a few minutes I went too. Drinking would help forget about it, I was so damn sure..

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Final Editing Done (04-11-2016)