Chapter 4: Hunch

-Aviva-

"What!" I beamed nervously when I received an emergency call from my dad. My heartbeat raced faster than ever after hearing a bad news from him. The news made my world turn upside down.

"Which hospital, dad?" I asked impatiently, getting more agitated as I waited for my dad's response.

This can't be happening! My twin sister, Summer, just got in a huge accident! And she's now in a critical condition.

Just thinking about it makes me so nervous and I can't help but to panic. I actually don't want to believe it! I'm afraid that something bad might happen to her. I can't afford to lose my sister. We already lost our mother.

Even if we always fight ever since we were kids, she's still my twin sister. I adore and love her though I don't usually show it. She understands me more than anyone. Even if she's always hot-headed and has a bad temper whenever we argue about random things, she's still the best sister. If I have one wish to be fulfilled today, I will wish for her to be okay and go home with us.

I quickly dressed and did not bother to put on any make up. I didn't even check what I'm wearing or if I put on the right pair of shoes. I'm too occupied to think about all of that. What matters most is for me to get to the hospital as quickly as possible.

It took half an hour before we arrived in the hospital. I rushed to the emergency room. Worry is drawn all over my face but I still managed to walk with poise and grace.

Oh well. Perks of being well-poised

"Dad?" I called him in a low voice, I noticed his palms covering his face. He looks tired and gravely worried.

"Aviva, my daughter. You're already here." He said in a soft voice as he gave me a relieved but weak smile. He attentively look at the door of the emergency room.

"Don't be anxious, dad. She's a strong woman. I know she'll make it." I embraced him, trying to comfort him even if I'm as worried as he was.

We desperately waited for a couple of hours, but they're still stuck on the emergency room. I'm getting more and more curious and uneasy. I stood up and move back and fort in front of the emergency room. What's taking them so long? Is she still in a critical condition? I hope she isn't anymore.

After a few of minutes, the doctor approached us. We immediately stood up, I can feel my heart beating abnormally fast waiting for the doctor to speak. He then briefly explained my twin's condition. He said that she's now stable, but they need to continuously observe her since it is still unsure when will she regain her consciousness.

I felt like a big stone was lifted from my chest. There's still a chance that she'll wake up and recover! That news was a glint of hope for us. However, I can't celebrate that much since Kezziah, our childhood friend, didn't make it. At first we didn't know that she was also involved in the accident and that she's with my twin. We're really shocked when they told us that she passed away, what's worst is she's dead on arrival. She didn't have the chance to fight for her life and be treated in the hospital.

I cried and mourned for her. She's our closest friend. But I knew that Summer will be the one who'll suffer the most if ever she wakes up and find out that Kezziah is gone. She'll blame herself for everything and she'll be completely devastated.

We waited for hours, days, weeks and months. We're getting more and more hopeless as each day passes by. I even prayed every night and day, begging Him to help my twin sister so she would wake up already. I can't afford to lose her. No way. I cried as I was reminded of what happened to our mother years ago.

She was brutally murdered way back then. Summer's the one who witnessed everything. She was really traumatized and can't even talk after that incident. It took almost two years for her to recover. And now it's like I'm experiencing déjà vu. I'm waiting for her to recover, once again. She has been through a lot. Thus, I have decided that when she wake up from this coma, I will do everything in my power to protect her and avoid this kind of situation.

Oh God, what did she ever do to deserve everything she's going through?

Honestly, I don't even know why my father stopped investigating about my mom's murder case when he's so close in knowing the truth behind her death. He even agreed to close the case without getting the justice she and we deserved.

He may not tell us everything but deep inside I believed that he know the truth behind mom's death. However, he chose to be silent because he's worried for me and Summer that we might suffer the same tragic fate as what my mother experienced.

Recently, he decided to investigate the bus accident where my twin sister is involved. He found out that it was intentional. We're quite surprised that it wasn't just a huge accident. It was planned all along... but why?

Why would someone plan something like that? Many people died, it will forever remain in the memories of those who survived– and it will be their nightmare every time they remember what happened that day.

One night, I asked my dad about the incident. that involves Summer.

"Dad, do you think they're after Summer? You said the bus incident wasn't just an ordinary accident, it's intentional and someone

sabotaged the brake?" I asked my dad. He just placed me under his scrutiny and breathed heavily.

"Aviva! Stay out of this. I'll handle everything. You shouldn't know anything." He placed his hand on my shoulders, while he's trying to hold my gaze.

"But dad-"

"No buts, Aviva." He cut me off and hastily walked out of the room. I can tell that he's confused and anxious. There's something going on that I need to know.

After almost a year...

"Your sister's awake!" My dad barged into my room one morning, wearing a big smile on his face. I can tell that he's somehow relieved that she's now awake after a year.

We immediately drive to the hospital. We thought that everything's gonna be alright knowing that she already woke up not until...

"Who are you? Where am I?" She asked as her voice broke. Her hands were trembling in fear. Me and my dad exchanged glances confirming that we have the same thing in mind.

"She's now suffering from a retrograde amnesia where in she can't remember what occurred in the past even her identity ." The doctor announced; and then there we had this glum, worried look in our eyes.

My father asked me to talk in private after meeting with the doctor.

"We're migrating to Paris, Aviva. We'll change and hide our real identity. Even your twin sister shouldn't know about this... not until she already managed to bring her memories back. We can't risk her being in danger again." My dad said.

"One more thing, you shouldn't tell her anything regarding the accident. Including the death of Kezziah." He added.

I agreed without a second thought because I swore to myself that after Summer woke up I will protect her no matter what happened.