Chapter 120 Drunk

• Kieran’s POV
• I sit at the dimly lit bar, the hum of conversations and clinking glasses fading into the background as I clutch the only picture I have of my twin sister. It's a simple photograph- a newborn baby swaddled in white blankets.
• My heart aches as I study the innocent face of the baby in the picture. She's a stranger to me, but the mere existence of this photograph confirms that somewhere out there, my twin sister lives.