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I awoke to the sound of the baby monitor crackling with a voice comforting my firstborn child. As I adjusted to a new position, my arm brushed against my wife, sleeping next to me. At first, I had thought it was my wife comforting our baby, Love, but with a quickening horror I jumped from my bed, waking my wife, Alice, in my haste to run to Love. I quickly open the door to Love's room and who should I find standing by the crib, but my twin sister, Awry. I knew Awry would come, but I hadn't expected her so soon. I still hadn't told Alice Awry's built-up rage and near actual thirst for revenge. I knew Awry would want her revenge, but how was the question on my mind at this point. I knew she would accuse me for what happened to her son, Soul, my nephew. I knew all these things, but I couldn't answer the one question I had. I knew Awry like the back of my hand, but at this moment I was utterly scared because I didn't know what her plan was at this moment. I knew why she wanted to hurt me. It may not have been my fault, what happened and all, but it was my order that had sent Soul to his death.
