Mi Santo § Oscar Diaz

Eighteen

Paulina's POV

"I'll be right with you," I said over my shoulder as I made my way to the counter wiping my hands on my apron. I smiled seeing Demitrio, he smiled once he saw me.

"Demitrio.. What a surprise.. How are you?" I asked

"Well I'm actually quiet surprised you remember me," He stated and I smiled shaking my head.

"I never forget a face.. Anyways what can I get you?" I asked and he sighed looking at me intently. I furrowed my eyebrows looking at him.

"Actually I-I was wondering if we could talk.." He stated

"About what?" I dragged wondering what he wanted to talk about.

"You might want to sit down for this," he stated and I raised my eyebrow at him.

"Okay.." I stated as I flipped the open sign. I sat down across from him at the table.

"What did you want to talk about?" I asked he sighed fiddling with his fingers.

"Paulina..there is no easy way to say this so I'm just going to say it. You're my sister." He stated and I felt my heart drop to the pit of my stomach. I blinked a couple times trying to process what he was saying, after a minute I just started laughing. I was laughing so hard and so much my stomach was hurting.

"Oh my God.. I can't breathe.. Good one," I stated in between giggles. My laughters died down when I realized he wasn't laughing.

"Your full name is Paulina Elizabeth Castro.. You were born in Massachusetts but was moved into the foster care system in the Bronx. You've lived there your whole life until recently. Your birthday is September 16, 1995. We have the same father but not the same mother.. I've spent years looking for you," he stated placing a folder in front of me. In it contained all of my files and documents. Tears set in my eyes as I looked at him.

"How did you get this information," I whispered and he gave me sympathetic look.

"Paulina I'm your brother.. We can take a DNA test just so that we can prove it..but believe me I'm your brother," He stated placing his hands in mind. I got up from my seat suddenly feeling dizzy.

"I-I just don't know what to believe.. What to say.. I mean you come into my life out of nowhere and drop this big family bomb-I" I stated but he cut me off.

"I know.. I understand this may be confusing at first but please believe me when I say you are my sister. My father and I dreamed of seeing you and when you were born you were ripped out of our arms," He stated and I don't know what possessed me to do this, but I hugged him. Something about him something about him made me believe him. I believed him with all my senses.

"Wait so you know my mother?" I asked looking at him hopefully, His face fell at the question and he shook his head.

"No unfortunately we don't have the same mother but I knew her when I was very young.. Paulina was the most loving, caring, kindest, warm hearted, beautiful person I had ever encountered. My father and her were very much in love," he stated and my heart dropped as he was referring to her in past tense.

"Was... Do you mean she's.." I trailed and he shook his head.

"Oh no! Well I'm not sure.. She disappeared when I was a kid and I haven't seen or heard from her since." He stated and I sighed rubbing my temples.