Alberto
The sun was setting in the direction he was gazing, the sky popping with different hues of purple, red and orange.
It reminded him of a particular day years back, the day their little sister was born. The seven-year-old twins were asked to wait outside the room where their mama was delivering the baby.
Alberto remembered how he was annoyed at the fact that he wasn’t able to see his mama for ten hours straight but Victor was on cloud nine, his smoky grey eyes full of anxiety.
“Why are you being so happy?” Alberto asked, his lip twitched up into an irritated grimace.
“We are going to meet our baby sister or brother soon. Isn’t that enough of a reason?” Victor’s eyes twinkled even in the dimly lit hallway. As a child, Alberto couldn’t understand how his brother had taken t
