I went to the store where the twins were, and I landed, and also made the umbrella in my hand disappear.
Drops of water were escaping from my clothes and dropping on the floor. Actually, before I made an umbrella appear, the rain had already soaked my clothes a little bit.
"Sister?". They looked up at me, before one of them said to me and his face looked like he could not believe that I was the one standing in front of them.
Seeing them now, combined with the hopeful look in their eyes, I understood one thing. It was not their fault.
They were not the ones at fault. It was not their fault that they were born.
If anything, they deserved justice. And thinking about it, I felt very guilty for ignoring them and not wanting to associate myself with them.
"I am sorry". These words escaped from my lips, and by the time I realized what had happened, my eyes had widened in disbelief.
But did I regret apologizing to them? Not at all. I was simply surprised. That was all.
