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"You felt nothing," he said.
"Was it that obvious?" I asked.
"I don't know what had gotten into you, but I assure you…" he started to say as he got to his feet. "You and Ian are never getting back with each other. You are left with me and no one else. That is a fact and you can do nothing about it."
He had a point, and it wasn't something I wanted to hear.
Chapter sixteen
The True Twin (Part One)
Ian
This might be a little obvious if one is familiar with my relationship with my brothers. Ethan and I didn't get along, and at the same time we did. I was jealous of my older brother and have heard many say he is jealous of me as well.
Sometimes, I would look for an opportunity to make him suffer or just poke fun at him. But this didn't always work as my brother would return with fire. Then there was Ben who was more than ready to pummel the both of us if we refused to get along. It was always for the minor things we would quarrel about. Rarely had it been for situations that involved our identity as twins.
Just like how I had taken Ethan's place in situations that would demand his presence, my older brother would waste no time in taking my place if it were for my own good, and I was unable to be present. That is how it usually was, and nothing more.
This was the first time I had taken his full identity. Ben hadn't told him anything, and he was yet to tell me anything, either. Natasha had told me she encountered him, but he was yet to call or tell me anything…it could have ranged from he didn't care to didn't want to tell me.
Then I got the text. He was back and the family was holding some kind of reunion party. Well, it was Dad's memorial after all; we'd normally celebrate it together. It turned out to be one of the worst nights of my life.
*****
I arrived at Mom's place; it wasn't as gloomy as the previous years had been. Probably because the family had almost doubled in size.
"Uncle Ian!!" Chloe announced as she raced for me. "I made the cranberry sauce."
I picked up my niece and noticed she had put on a few more pounds. "I can't keep lifting you forever."
Deja vu.
"Uncle Ethan was here but he forgot something," she reported.
"Tell him something new," Ben said as he walked into the living room, with Jason in his arms. "Glad to see you made it."
I recalled that night and everything he said. Things had turned out exactly as he warned.
Judging by the lack of concern on his face, Ethan hadn't told him what happened either.
"How's Sophie?" I asked.
"With her grandmother in the kitchen, along with the ladies," he replied and handed Jason over to me.
My nephew was the silent one compared to the rest of his cousins, a trait Stacy had said he'd inherited from his grandfather on her side.
"How are you doing Jason?" I asked.
The little boy only touched my face, before continuing to suck on his fingers. My face was now wet.
"You brought anything?" Ben asked. "I brought wine."
"Cakes and puddings," I replied. "Ethan?"
"Souvenirs from his trip, which he forgot,” he replied with a sigh. "Speaking of, about that situation, did you resolve it? Ethan is back, and it might cause some problems."
"You don't have to worry about that," I replied.
