Chapter 3

Clara sighed tiredly as she plonked hard on her bed. She had wanted to spend the night in Mateo's house but with the look of things, she might decide to go home.

She wore the hands of her shirt properly and sat on top of her bed.

"Babe, I'm sorry." Mateo knocked softly on the door.

"It's fine, you can come in." She sighed and adjusted on the bed.

The door opened and Mateo walked in with a glass of milk and an apple on a small tray.

"Hey," she looked surprised as she saw the milk and apple on a tray in his hands.

Clara likes taking a glass of cold milk and an apple every night after she had bath and ready to go to bed.

When she's in Mateo's house, he makes sure one of the maids bring it to her in her room – they don't stay in the same room.

But seeing Mateo with it, she looked shocked – not as if he hasn't done it before, but he rarely does it and it's been months since be brought it for her.

The only thing he hardly miss is bringing her breakfast in bed. He likes doing it for her and that is what she loves the most.

"You didn't have to do it, the maid would have." She smiled and took the tray from him.

"I just wanted to bring it for you." He shrugged and sat on her bed.

"I'm really sorry babe." He sighed and stared apologetically at her.

"C'mon hun, I ain't angry with you. I understand." She said and hugged him.

"Are you gonna spend the night here even after what happened?" He asked – he knows her too well.

Clara sighed and sipped from her glass of milk.

"Erm..." She dropped the glass of milk and turned to face him.

She had the intention of leaving even if it was a little bit late, but then, she decided to stay.

If she leaves, he'd be so guilty and she didn't want that. He already apologized and she wouldn't want him to to feel guilty.

"I'm not leaving. I'll stay the night here." She smiled and took a bite from the apple.

"Thank you babe." He kissed her cheeks.

"So dude, are you trying to say you prefer the younger twin? You like the younger twin?" Jamal, Jay's best friend asked.

The two friends had gone to a new bar down town to have a few drinks.

Jamal is a dancer and sometimes, Jay and Jamal go for converts together – Jay would sing while Jamal would dance.

They've been friends since high school.

"That's what I fucking mean Jamal." Jay gulped down his champagne.

"But I thought you liked Claire." Jamal looked curiously at him.

"I like her, yeah but I still want to have Clara." Jay insisted.

"But they are identical and they almost have same character and every thing in common. So why the younger twin while you already have the senior one?" Jamal asked, still finding it hard to believe that his friend would utter such words – that he wants the younger one.

"But they are two different persons even if they are identical." Jay hissed.

"But you do know that Clara is already engaged?" Jamal asked.

"Yeah and I don't give a fucking damn. I want her." Jay insisted adamantly.

"You can't Jay. You just have to be contended with having Claire as your girlfriend." Jamal advised.

"What will happen if Claire knows you like her twin?" Jamal added.

"She wouldn't know."

"And from the looks of things, Clara isn't gonna accept you."

"Then, I will get her by force. I want both twins and I'll surely get them.

I don't back down in whatever promises I make. Just seat and watch me take Clara."