Intro. The rain had just stopped when they arrived. The sky was pale and quiet, the air still holding that faint scent of wet earth. From the window, I watched the car pull up, my reflection blurring into the glass. I didn’t know what to expect—new family, new faces, a new life.
Then the car doors opened, and the twins stepped out.
Even from a distance, they felt almost unreal—two silhouettes moving in sync, yet carrying different kinds of silence. Miya’s eyes were soft, thoughtful, like she was always halfway inside a dream. Aya’s gaze, sharper and steady, carried an energy that filled the space around her. They stood there for a moment, taking in the house that was now partly theirs, partly mine.
“Hi,” Aya said first, her voice calm but assured.
Miya smiled faintly, brushing her hair behind her ear. “It’s nice to meet you.”
And somehow, in that quiet exchange, I knew—nothing in my life would be quite the same again.