I Need Him ✔

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Three weeks later.

Unknown POV

I was currently living with an old woman who saw me on the road that night looking confused, her name is Mrs Isabelle gla- something, I was never able to get it so she told me to stick to calling her Isabelle .

She is truly a nice woman.

Her husbad died years back and her kids abandoned her. They never came to greet her or visit her during Thanksgiving, she grew old without the love from her  family. 

I wouldn't want to grow old without letting my daughter know who I truly am, at least I'm glad her father moved on and didn't get to sleep with .

My body shuddered at the thought of  Derek sleeping with my twin.

For over three weeks I have been watching Malia, where she goes, who she goes with, what she does, what she eats and more. What I noticed was she moved with a particular young man all the time and I always see her happy, I have also noticed the way he looks at her.

It made me remember when Derek used to look at me like I had a bug on my face. I would always hide my blush behind my hair.

I watched as they passed by going to sit in one of the park bench with a young girl. I found out the guys name is Mason and the little girl was his sister Charlotte, when I first saw them with the girl.

Panic rose up, I thought she was married to him and the little sunshine was her daughter. I was sad. She was too young to be a mother.

She had a long youthful life to enjoy.

I decided not to meet Malia first, but tell Mason. So I had prepared myself, I wrote a letter to him telling him some of the things and the address to where we should meet and discuss the whole issue at hand.

Hopefully he would believe.

I watched as Malia stepped away with the little sunshine in tow.

I took it as my queue to approach the young man (Mason). I wore black all round, I didn't know if I was as beautiful as before because I refused to look in the mirror, if I do I will see my sisters form. So much for having a twin.

I took a deep breath "I can do this, this is for my daughter and my family" I muttered to myself and approached him.

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Mason's POV

I watched Malia as she and Charlotte went to play at the far end of the park, Char said she had a friend there and she wanted Malia to see her.

I sat down and watched as people played and laughed, as couples walked around holding hands.

Someday that would be me and Malia, I hoped. The sun was covered by a shadow, I turned to look and I saw a woman wearing all black, she looked really familiar, then it clicked Malia's mom. My mood changed and I prayed Malia won't be back soon.

"What do you want, haven't you done more harm than good?" My voice came out louder than I had expected causing peoples heads to turn our way.

She flinched and I smiled, hurt was written on her face.

So she could be scared easily.

"I just want to say something."
She paused. "I'm not who you think, I am"

Mason wanted to interrupt but I didn't let him.

"I know you think I'm the one always maltreating Malia, well I'm not".