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“I can’t find her”

“Who?”

“My twin..”

“So you’ve lost her?”

“I’m not sure. She was there with him 5 days ago”

“Was she okay?”

“She looked a bit worn out. part of her body are covered with bandages. but she said she’s okay. I am worried”

“Why is that?”

“Cause she’s been hanging there for quite sometime. Her grip wasn’t as strong as before. She won’t let go. She’s been holding on to her faith all along”

“So you’re saying –?”

“I’m not sure she would find her way back home to me in a quick manner. I bet she couldn’t even walk properly. She’s a part of me, and that part of me has been stolen by a man who’ve promised her with his forever”

“I am sorry to hear that”

“It’s been so cold out here, everything turned frozen and tasted bitter”

“What if she never came back?”

“I’ll pray for her. I’ll pray for her wellbeing. She’s a tough cookie indeed, one of a million. She’ll leave traces of her in his soul. Leaving marks that would never smudge..”

“… And i hope, one day she’ll find her way back home. Completes me, completes this soul”

“I wish you well!”

“Thanks. I will embrace the time that we spend together before another man in his armor suit got to steal her again with the same old promises of forever”