Twinkle (Never Lose Those Magical Moments 🤍)

Chapter 32

"What is going on here, Sierra?" Freen asked, her eyes narrowing at Sierra.

"Nothing! I'm just flirting with Becky, that's it!" Sierra replied playfully, trying to lighten the mood.

Suddenly, Becky, startled by Sierra's comment, spilled her water and began to cough.

"Sierra! Stop joking!" Freen said, quickly handing tissues to Becky.

"Thanks!" Becky managed, her cheeks a little flushed.

"Green! Can you please take me to the theme park tomorrow?" Rhea chimed in, looking hopeful.

"Sure! I'll take you," Sierra said, pinching Rhea's cheek playfully.

"I asked Green, not you!" Rhea pouted, crossing her arms.

"I'll take you!" Freen laughed, enjoying the playful banter.

"So, you're not coming with me?" Sierra teased, leaning closer to Rhea and tickling her.

"No! Stop it!" Rhea exclaimed, pushing Sierra's hand away and settling back down next to Becky.

"Sierra, can you be quiet for a while? Don't make her angry," Freen warned, casting a stern look at Sierra.

Sierra's phone began to ring, interrupting the moment. "Freen, I need to take this call," she said, stepping aside.

"Becky, are you okay? Why are you being so quiet? Are you feeling uncomfortable here?" Freen asked, concern etched on her face.

"Freen, tell me the truth. Do you know me from before?" Becky waited anxiously for Freen's response.

"Why?" Freen was taken aback by Becky's direct question.

"Sierra said she would never come in between us," Becky continued, her voice low.

"She's always like that; it's probably just a joke," Freen tried to reassure her.

"Freen, we need to talk," Becky insisted, her eyes serious.

"Sure, but not now. Rhea is with us," Freen replied, glancing at Rhea, who was looking at them with confusion.

Becky nodded, understanding the implication, and soon after, Sierra returned. Freen ordered food for everyone to lighten the mood.

After their dinner date, Sierra left, and Freen dropped Rhea and Becky off in front of their house.

"Freen, can you please wait for me here?" Becky asked. "I'll make Rhea sleep in her room and come back."

"Sure, Becky," Freen said, parking the car in front of their home and waiting outside.

"Hey, sis! How was your day?" Richee greeted Becky as she entered the house.

"Richee, please take Rhea to her room. I'll come back," Becky said urgently.

"Becky, you just got home! Where are you going? Is everything okay?" Richee asked, his brow furrowed with concern.

"I need to speak with Freen," Becky replied, trying to sound calm.

"You were with her until now," Richee said, carrying Rhea from Becky.

"Richee, I think Freen knows me. Maybe if I talk to her, I can figure things out about me and Rhea," Becky explained.

"How?" Richee pressed.

"I'll tell you later. Just take Rhea with you, please," Becky urged.

"Okay, Becky. But don't stress yourself," Richee said, giving her a reassuring pat before leaving with Rhea.

"Thanks, Richee!" Becky called after him, heading back to Freen.

Becky and Freen began walking down the quiet street. It was already 10 PM, and the roads were deserted.

Freen draped her jacket over Becky's shoulders as a chill settled in the air. Becky felt a sense of comfort wash over her from Freen's gesture.

Becky glanced at Freen, who was focused ahead, and they walked in companionable silence.

"Becky, over there! We can sit," Freen pointed towards a table near a pole. As she turned to look back at Becky, a black Audi sped toward them, veering dangerously close.

Before Freen could react, Becky was struck by the car and collapsed onto the road, blood streaming from her head.

"Becky!" Freen screamed, rushing toward her, panic rising in her chest. She knelt beside Becky, who lay motionless, her face pale.

Freen quickly called an ambulance, her heart racing as she held Becky's hand, trying to keep her awake.

"Life is unpredictable," Freen thought, her mind racing. "You can never predict what the next scene will be. When I first met Becky with Jennie, I wanted her to be with me. When she proposed, I thought I was the luckiest person in the world. But now... I don't know if I'm lucky or unlucky. I can't let history repeat itself. Losing Jennie was enough; I will not lose Becky too."

"Becky, please don't give up! I'm right here with you," Freen whispered, holding Becky's hand tightly in the ambulance, praying for her safety.