Trouble's P.O.V.
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~ A year later ~
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~ Ages: 16 ~
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"You ever think about how weird it is that our birthdays are so close?" I asked Sabel.
"Not really."
"I think it's perfect," I said with a shrug. "Almost like we were meant to be twins. You were born literally hours after me. Long enough to be considered the next day, but close enough that we could be twins in another life."
"You're so weird," she mumbled, rolling her eyes.
"Hmm, you feel like a sister to me."
"Weird," she said as she scrunched her face up at me. "You feel like a pet goldfish to me."
"Ha ha," I said, rolling my eyes as she laughed at her own joke. "The party your dad threw us was really awesome," I added gently
