"I'm sorry... I'm sorry.."
I cried all the way to the cemetery, not minding if Deither was still behind me. I am too worried about the twins more than anything.. how awful of me. I have prepared them a birthday surprise without even acknowledging what they might feel inside. I shoud have thought twice before doing it.. how can I be so self-centered? I'm doing all this to make up for the years that I had away from them.. it is for my own self-satisfaction. I'm not doing it for the twins, but for me. Why can't I do anything right? I just want to become a good sister to them..
"Savannah! Sylvester!" Deither screamed out and I stopped on my tracks; there are my siblings, standing by the grave of our parents. I immediately ran to them, looking down, a bouquet of white flower is in between their tombstones.
"So you're the ones who always give them those," I whimpered.
