Entwined

"Emilia? You're alive.." the brunette boy asked. Confusion written all over his face.

I blink and glanced around confused at who he was talking to. Yet the only person around other than him was myself. He was talking to me.

"Emilia? I think you got the wrong person" I say. he shakes his head and says "No. You're Emilia. My little sister, you were taken away from us 10 years ago. You look just like Emiliano. You're Identical."