Chapter 1

Chapter 1

Stepping in

All of the Barbara’s men were around Bria's condo. They were all cleaning the crime that happened inside. Wiping my twin sister's blood and carrying the body of Bria out of the room. They were making sure that no one gets to know what happened yet, concealing the truth.

“My goodness,” it was my mother, Britney Barbara.

“Who did this to our daughter? Who?!”

I heard how my father screamed in overflowing pain in his chest. I was on the floor with my knees folded. My eyes were glued to the floor where I saw my twin die. It was already immaculate as if no one died there. But then, Bria's picture lying on the floor covered with her own blood was all I could see. I was trembling and I felt how cold my entire body was. My hands were crumpled like pieces of paper.

“Briana,” my mother blocked my eyesight as she knelt in front of me and cupped my face softly. I couldn't move. I couldn't process everything that happened. The tears coming out of my eyes couldn't even stop for a second.

“What happened, huh? What happened to your twin?” She asked with her voice shattering with the same pain we have.

I cried in front of her. When was the last time I cried? It was when I failed my exam during highschool and Bria was there to comfort me. She became my crying shoulders. Among the two of us, it was her who stood up as the oldest when we just came out of my mother's womb together. Bria was always the understanding one and the obedient one. While me, I was always the black sheep and the stubborn one who just wanted to do everything by myself. Now that I am crying again, whom can I cry on? When my crying shoulder was taken away from me.

I felt like I didn't just lose my twin; I also lost a friend.

I shook my head while crying in silence in front of my Mom. I can feel a hammer smashing my chest repeatedly. I was bleeding so much and all I could do was cry a river.

“I don't k-know,” I uttered. “W-When I arrived here…s-she’s already…” I sobbed with my messy head. “She's already on the floor, covered with blood…”

My Mom quickly embraced me tightly. Pain, sorrows, hatred and rage. These emotions were sinking out of me.

“Excuse me, sir. We checked the CCTV. It seems like it was turned off when the incident happened. It only came back when Ms. Briana arrived,” one of our men discussed it with my father.

“We have to leave here,” he said only with a firm voice.

That day, no one gets to know what happened. My family cleaned everything and made sure not to leave a footprint behind us. My entire clan found out that my twin just died.

Kirsten's POV

“Is she scheduled for gown fitting today?” Alora Williams, Theodore Willams mother. They were in my shop today for Bria's gown fitting. The huge problem is, Bria isn't here yet. She was the one who asked me to design her gown and everything and yet she's not showing up, leaving me alone with pressure!

“Yes, Mrs. Williams.” I replied and even gave them my schedule for the whole month.

“Why is she not here yet? It's been an hour,” Mrs. Williams said with a glimpse of dismay and disappointment.

“Maybe she's on her way? I'll try to call her,” I said, keeping that polite smile towards them to save Bria's reputation. Theodore Williams who was nonchalantly sitting on the couch didn't escape my eyes. His eyes were closed when her bride wasn't showing up.

“Oh, she messaged me. She said she won't be able to go today, they have an emergency.” I said and showed them her message on her phone. How can't she come? She's ruining her image to them.

“What? This is a waste of time, then.” Her husband said. All I could do was to flash my polite smile in front of them. Good thing that Briana is not here to visit me. I didn't tell her that I was chosen to design her twin's wedding gown.

“Where are you going, Theodore?” Her mother asked when he just stood up and was about to leave my place.

“Going back to work? The bride isn't here,” he shrugged coldly before he left.

“Goodness,” they both followed their son's eyes and I was left watching them outside arguing in distress. That man looks uninterested in Bria. How can they even make their marriage work?

Poor Bria.

Briana's POV

“What about her wedding? It will happen in just a few days from now!” My Aunt exclaimed problematically. I can't believe they are still thinking of her marriage instead of her own death. Because until now, everything she said was playing in my head.

“A-Avenge me,”

“Williams,”

I crumpled my hands as I heard her voice again in my head. It was the Williams that she last uttered before she died. Does it mean that one of them killed her?

“We don't even know who killed her, Mom.” Freya Barbara, my cousin.

“If the world finds out that Bria died, it will be a huge mess in our clan. The Williams will be put in shame and will definitely cut us out,” Adam intervened calmly as he explained that matter.

Adam Barbara, another cousin of ours.

“What can we do? It's not like we can make Bria live,” my mother said with frustration.

This is why I hated the Mafia world. However, at that very moment, I was filled with hatred. That was urging me to dig in because I won't just sit here without finding who killed my twin sister.

“Before she died, she told me something.” I finally spoke and meddled. I felt how all their eyes switched at me.

“She told me to avenge her,” I said. “And in her last breath, she mentioned the Williams.”

“What the fvck?” Freya commented, fuming mad.

“Are you telling us that one of the Williams killed her?” My father asked and went closer to me.

“Obviously. It was their clan that she mentioned before she died. It means that one of them was behind her death,” Adam explained while they were all starting to think.

“What do we do?” My mother asked.

For the last time, I crumpled my hands. I breathed heavily, enough for them to hear it loudly.

“Hide her death,” I uttered. I was able to capture all their eyes again at me.

“What?” My father asked with confusion.

“Do not let anyone find out that my twin died,” my voice was firm and I was determined to do everything to catch whoever killed her.

“What are you saying?” My mother asked, and couldn't understand what my point was.

“I will marry Theodore Williams instead,” that moment, I swallowed my own dignity and sacrificed everything in my life. I eyed all of them with bravery and hatred that led me to do this.

“I will pretend to be Bria, marry Theodore Williams and…” I paused as I felt my eyes begin to cry again.

“I will find the culprit who killed her,” I added firmly, trembling in anger.

“Briana,”

“You want me to enter the Mafia world, right?” I asked my mother. I shed tears on my face.

“It's time, Mom…I'm stepping in,” I added.