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"You say my name," I gritted as she gripped her shoulders tightly.

"I-I don't know who you are. Allow me to go!" She yelled and ran away.

I'm not sure why I hadn't followed her to feel my own feet, as if I'd been paralyzed at my former location. I just stared at her until she faded from view.

She says my name aloud, despite the fact that she said it under her breath. She says my name loudly and clearly, and I believe I heard it correctly.

"Adam! Who are you interested in?" Keiro appeared out of nowhere. I almost forgot I was with him.

"Nothing," I replied, still staring down the street where Mirana had left.

"Okay? Should we go? I'm starving and in desperate need of sleep, jet lag bro," He said while looking drowsy.

"Let's go get your luggage and load it into the car."

"What are you waiting for?" he inquired as he opened the car's front door.

I believe it was her; she is still alive. But I'm not sure why she keeps denying that she didn't know who I was when she says my name. Why did she insist she didn't know who I was? I'm hoping that all of my questions will be answered.

Mirana, you've just returned to my life. I'll forgive you for whatever you've done. Just come back.

***

MARINA

Apartment 9:00 am

"No, we shouldn't have met," I said as I closed the door slowly.

"Marina, who should you not see?" my aunt asked as she hugged me. She gave me a worried look.

"Adam saw me," I said, a little nervously.

Auntie Emilia already knew everything before I arrived. Marina told her everything, and her aunt became enraged as a result. Nonetheless, her aunt stood by her.

I didn't know, but my twin sister was unconcerned about me. It was as if Mirana had planned everything from the moment I arrived in the Philippines. But I shouldn't make any assumptions because she's my sister.

"What exactly did you do?" "Did you do anything that would make me suspect you?" she asked as she handed me a glass of water.

"N-nothing," I mumbled as I gulped. She looked at me, unconvinced by my response, but she didn't press the issue further.

"You've already met him, Marina; I hope you're prepared for what you've done," she said, cupping my face and looking at me with concern.

"I'm not sure why I agreed, and I'm not sure if I'm ready for it." "I can't say no to my twin," I replied, looking out the window.

"I'm here, Marina," she said, pulling me into a hug.

"Thank you very much, aunt Emilia."

"Marina, I believe you'd like to see Adam as well, am I correct?" As we drew back into our embrace, she inquired.

I simply nodded in response to her statement.

Aunt Emilia has been aware of my feelings for Adam since I was a child. I told her everything that had happened since our mother and father abandoned us. Aunt Emilia has been by our sides since we were children. She has been our guardian, and we treat her as if she is our mother, and she treats us as if we are her children, which is why I adore her.

***

ADAM

Meanwhile, at the penthouse

"I know it's her, I know it's her." The way she says my name, the way she looks at me, her touch, her smell, but something bothers me, and I'm not sure what it is. "I'll find her whatever it takes," I thought as I reflected on what had happened at the airport.

I called Scott after I took a bath. I stood at the glass wall, looking out at the city lights, patiently waiting for his response.

"Hello, Adam," came the response in the second line.

"I found her.

"Who?" he asked, perplexed.

"I saw her at the airport, Mirana."

"Your hallucinating Adam, we both know Mirana is no longer alive." "Please, Adam, let's get over it," he yelled angrily.

"I'm not kidding, Scott." I did see her, and she even addressed me by name. Scott, she's alive, Mirana's alive. "I'm not deceiving you; I'm telling you the truth," I stated emphatically.

"Okay, Adam, I'll only believe you if you have proof."

"You have a lot of friends in every agency in airports, right? Check if there is Mirana Vaughn Welch who booked a flight and arrived here today. That's my proof and I also want to double-check if I'm right", I said. I heard him sigh and it looked like I had already convinced him.

"Okay, I'll do it tomorrow morning, but now, I have a lot of things to do, but I'm definitely going to do it tomorrow. I will call you then."

After we talked, I looked at my table and got a picture of me with Mirana.

"Mirana, why deny me?"

FLASHBACK

"Adam, Game of Thrones again?"

"Sweetheart, are you jealous?" I chuckled as I gripped her waist and pulled her closer.

"No! I'm not," she flung her arms on my neck and kissed me on the neck, leaving me a love bite.

"You're teasing me, Sweetheart," I growled.

"No! I'm not," she purred. I kissed her hungrily till she moaned my name.

"Ohhhhh, Adam," she moaned loudly.

"I love you, Mirana," I stated before kissing her forehead and hugging her tightly.

"I love you too, Adam, "she replied before giving me a peck on my lips.

"Come back again into my life, Mirana."