Martha's funeral was to Debby's surprise full, old school mates flew in, the town's people, her workers at the company, sponsors, family she never knew of; uncles, aunts, cousins, her grandparents were all over the place, this small countryside town had never had so many outsiders at once, all of the town's guest inns were full the night before the funeral. Dora and David arrived on the eve too, they stayed at the mansion each to their own room. Debby couldn't act the host and left Albert to do it, her grandparents wouldn't stop doting on her 'just like her mother' she thought painfully. When her sister and father arrived, it was clear what her grandparents thought of her mother's former marriage, they didn't like David at all, but that didn't stop them from loving Dorothy for one day, they were all over her, Deborah forgotten very much to her relief, her sister looked exactly like her of course she already knew this from stalking her on instagram 'but seeing her up close was even better' Debby thought. She could see Dora lived a very happy life, quite different from hers and she couldn't help but wonder what it would have been like if she was the one who stayed with their father and not Dora.

The funeral wasn't a long one, not too short, everyone simply wanted to be there for Martha one last time and that was it, Deborah couldn't stop crying, many other people were crying too, even Dorothy had tears in her eyes but no one wept like Debby did, where were all these people when her mother was alive cause as far as she could recall, no one ever came by the house, it was just her and mom, Debby went to give her speech and ended up crying at the podium, all she could muster was "she was my best friend, mom was everything to me and she was dying and nobody knew, I didn't know..." and she broke out into a sob that couldn't be controlled, her grandma led her back to her chair, calming her, the child was in great pain and everyone could see that. After that, the funeral went pretty fast, final blessings made and everyone was on their way back to their inns, the house was open for an after gathering, everyone wishing Martha's family well. That night Debby's grandparents flew back to where they came from, promising to keep in contact with the girls, Debby cried all through the night and didn't say a word to her sister or father or anyone at all, all the family and friends gathered for the funeral dispersed out of town within the space of the funeral day and the next, Albert was left in charge of the mansion by Debby's grandparents until Debby's return, the maids already got the memo that Debby was leaving, her bags had to be packed, everything she needed and didn't need, she had a shitload of luggages ready to be shipped off to her father's house.

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"Debby, honey we're leaving in an hour" David said after knocking at Debby's door which one of the maids pointed out for him, 'atleast his daughter lived well, having numerous maids at her service' he thought, back at his own home, he had just one staff who did the cleaning and cooking, here Debby had 8 maids or more, he was grateful to Martha for taking care of her, she was beautiful just like Dorathy 'except for more flesh' he thought. Debby in her room, mother's room actually, got dressed, taking one last look at everything she took the unfinished letter her mother left and a locket she gave her mom for her last birthday which Martha wore everywhere ever since, putting the locket around her neck and clasping it in place, she looked herself in the mirror "everything is going to fall in place" she said and walked out with fifi following behind, she closed the door to her mother's room and locked it, it was out of bound to anyone except the maids who were to clean and keep everything in its place, her mother's clothes, books, shoes, toiletries, all of it would always remain intact, panicking up fifi she walked down the stairs to meet her father and sister already waiting.

DOROTHY'S POV
Last thing I thought I'd be doing this summer is travelling to some stupid town but worst of all is travelling for my mother's burial, she was hardly ever a mother to me since my parents separated but still I always told in the fact that my mother and sister were out there somewhere but knowing my mother is dead, it is the most painful feeling ever after the feeling of yearning for her love and their presence, I wondered how Deborah would hold up, I'd die if my dad died, i can't wait to get past all this, I told Ezra I had to travel so i had to miss the last day of school before summer break, my friends all knew I was going away which meant I was also missing the first party of summer, I remember how it felt when dad broke the news to me, he seemed rather emotionless but tried to feign pain, I could see through his bullshit act right away "honey there's no easy way to say this, so I'm just going to say it, your mother passed away Dora, I'm sorry" he surely added the apology he polish the act not his eyes said nothing, no pain, no joy, no relief, no shame even, I mean he didn't let me see the woman for years and she, she didn't even care to look for me, I wasn't supposed to feel hurt but there I was feeling like my heart was stepped on, we flew out after two weeks, the last day of school. I was nervous, me, I'm never nervous or unsure about anything but I was meeting my twin sister for the first time in what? 11 years and my grandparents too, dad added that they were there and he wasn't fond of them, not that I cared, I was finally meeting family. I couldn't help but be anxious, for the first time I thought 'what if they don't like me?' Or 'if I'm not what they expect' and my sister, just the thought of finally seeing what she was like made my heart race faster, she'd probably look like me, I mean as kids we did look exactly the same but a lot can happen in 11 years so i don't even know if she still looks the same or different, all my fears and anxiety turned to anger when we arrived, Deborah wouldn't even look at me, she wouldn't speak to me, she ignored my presence, dad's too, didn't she care that she had seen neither of us in 11 years! Or was she just like mum?!, I could handle it though but from my sister that I've been so worried about all these years, it felt like hot betrayal, 'she's supposed to be my twin' I thought, the girl really didn't care and yes she looked exactly like me except she was fat and seemed really calm, if I was a fat person then she's exactly what you'd be looking at when you see me, but she was beautiful, very beautiful, maybe even more than me cause damn, I've never seen anybody eat up fat and look so good like Debby, not that I'll ever tell her that, she didn't even seem like she thought of me, our grandparents on the other hand took up all my day saying how beautiful I was, and how the last time they saw me I was only a baby, 'tsk, definitely not my fault' I thought, they kept apologising for how they haven't been around and that they'll keep in contact, I met uncles and aunties, cousins I never knew I had, my family genes must be really good cause everyone looked stunning and awfully rich too, I couldn't even help but notice, the mansion mum and Debby lived in bot like dad was poor but it seemed mum's family was extremely loaded, she had a butler! And like ten maids for crying out loud, she was definitely super rich, none of the other extended family really interested me, all they had to say was how I look like mum and Debby and I were so alike, by the time the funeral started I honestly didn't want to hear Debby's name again, if she could ignore me and act like I didn't exist even when I'm finally in front of her, I'll do worse, I resolved. I had never seen Debby before, I couldn't seem to find her in social media either, so having her finally shoved in my face was overwhelming, we sat next to each other at the funeral, I kindly asked my name to be removed from people to speak cause really what could I say about a woman I never knew, Debby was lucky she knew mum and now she'll get to know dad, she'd have two experiences while I was stuck with the short end of the stick, just my dear old father, David Chanria.
A lot of people came for mum, it was comforting to know she had all these people for her, I was starting to get emotional, each speaker talking about a woman I deserved to know more than any of them but didn't, when Debby went up to speak, my dam broke, she wouldn't even say anything, she look so distraught, if that was me, I'd say a lot of things about her if I spent my life with her but Debby's words they said everything and nothing at the same time, the pain so clear like I could literally see it in it's own colour, Debby looked so sick in that moment and after uttering a few words full of heartbreak, she started crying, I started crying too, I didn't even realise, of course I wasn't full on sobbing nit tears I couldn't control just kept falling, grandma went over to take the weeping child away from the podium, it was clear she couldn't really say anything making it all the more heart wrenching, she must have really loved mum, she said she was her best friend and I was instantly jealous yet terribly sad, what it just have been like to have a mother and best friend in one, how I'd love to have that for just a day but Debby did for 11 years, dad was alright but he wasn't my mother.
The funeral ended roughly around noon and everyone moved over to the house, it killed me that I couldn't even comfort Debby, even dad tried, I could just watch the situation in front of me and do nothing, I loved Debby and I hated her too, my own twin, literally a copy of myself and I couldn't bring myself to not hate her, she still didn't acknowledge my presence till the day ended, not even when guests left or after grandma and grandpa hugged us at the same time before they left scowling at dad of course, she just turned and took the stairs straight to her room, I wanted to see what my mother's room was like so I asked a maid at night, I walked in without knocking and cuddled into a ball on the bed ignorant of anyone's presence was my sister, crying her lungs out, she didn't even see me crying, I felt it was too intimate a moment to intrude and so I took one glance at the super large room and i backed out to my own room, dad already explained to me how Debby would be coming along with us and how she'd lives with us from now on, I wonder how that's going to work considering how she hasn't said a word to me or dad and how she'd go from a butler and ten maids to mo butler and one staff whom we didn't consider a maid and from this vast large mansion with a crazy view at the back and some sick infinity pool to dad's duplex with a not so cool pool and mo garden and oh very loud neighbourhood cause this neighbourhood was dead as fuck.
I was texting my friends while eating breakfast in the morning, breakfast here is a lot! The large dining room had way too much for just three of us, everyone had left already but I guess that's how they do it here. Dad and I finished breakfast without Deborah, our flight was in an hour, the girl was taking her sweet time, dad went to make small talk with some neighbours that stopped by and bid farewell to Mr.Albert the butler and caretaker, I figured while I passed time texting:

Dora- "you guys, so my twin sister is going to start going to school with us"

I nervously typed into my iphone, nervous again, my sister and thoughts of her just had a eay of making me abnormal 'tsk', I read the replies from my friends in our groupchat

Lola- "what? Dora you have a twin!"

Adele- "For real! It's been what? 10 years"

Ese- "wait what did I miss? Dora is a twin?"

James- "Duhh, didn't you guys know? How did y'all forget her family drama when we were like 7"

James insenitively replied my group of friends, unfortunately that was James for you, the effeminate boy had no filter whatsoever, I was even better

Lola- "Yeah I remember that time"

Ese- "where was I?"

Ese wasn't in the neighbourhood at the time, she didn't move here until we were like 10 and by then our dramatic family gist became stale.

James- "You weren't here yet, your family hadn't moved in then"

Ese- "oh okay, so how is she? Is she cool?"
The messages kept rolling in, at Ese's question, I decided to reply, dad came back in, most likely done and ready to leave, at that moment some maids passed by with suitcases, lots of big suitcases, like ten and I'm not even exaggerating, 'was she moving the whole house' and I thought I could pack, they were taking the suitcases to the car and not a minute later, her royal highness graced us with her presence, my beautiful sister arrived at the top of the stairs looking up at once or down whichever and then making her way down this hairy little dog in her hand like she was clutching onto it for support "I'm ready" was all she said in that soft voice, you could tell that she was fragile, at that moment I decided my decision was final, no matter how much she looks like me, no matter how beautiful she is or how fragile she seems, I hate her and I was going to let her know it, since she didn't want me, I'll make her wish for me to not exist, I thought maliciously, I've never felt this much anger and want to direct it at someone that isn't my dad or mum, but when she came down looking all prim and proper in her Jean's and T-shirt, acting all high and mighty and not bothering to look at dad or me except for that split second on the stairs and rather paying attention to that dog and then announcing her readiness like the guest of honour, boy, there was no going back for me "look, you finally showed up, the queen of England, how nice of you to keep us waiting Debby!" I snarkily remarked and strode away from dad and her for the door, this would be the worst year of my life and the longest summer ever.

Dora- "I hate her, I absolutely do not like her and I don't care what anyone thinks"

I texted back on the groupchat, different messages from my friends were there already and many followers after my comment.

Lola- "What? You don't mean that surely"

Dora- "oh hell yes I do, the fat pig is such a snob, I'll show her who does it better"

James- "wait your twin is fat?"

James asked alarmed, of course he would notice that, he is the queen of fashion and keeping fit, around James you better not slack, that's why he was my friend, the ultimate bitchy fashion police and he was an absolute genius who hated fat people, I didn't but it would be so good to see him put Debby in her place and I wouldn't even stop him

Dora- "yes my twin is fat, utterly disgusting that she has my fave, I know how anyone would have my face and not be hot, she had just one job, take care of your fucking self but no she chose to stuff her face with food like a cow"

That was a long one but I still hit send.

Ese- "mennnn, that's fucked up though 😂😂"

Lola- "ikr"

Adele- "must suck to be her"

Dora- "Totally suck"
I agreed
Dora- "obviously, you guys know, there's no way we are going to be friends with her"

James- "not a chance"
James replied as soon as I sent my text and continued ...
"No way I'm friends with any fatso, I'll have to carry my sanitizer everywhere, I don't want to catch any fat" he finished and I couldn't help but laugh, James is such a drama queen, everyone else sent laughing emojis to James's message, 'I'll be fine without Debby!'.

AUTHOR'S NOTE:
Hey guys so that's it for chapter three, I hope the picture is becoming clear in your head now, what do you think about Dora'a reaction to her twin sister Debby's silence? Who is being bitchy?

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