Way of life
**Sarah**
Living just to be used, and sometimes not even that, was a sad way of life, always waiting for someone about whom there was no certainty, only the present. I could no longer bear living with this constant insecurity. All I wanted at that moment was to leave Seattle behind and go to the farthest place possible, away from the location where I had experienced so many disappointments in the past months.
I was ready to leave and put my "plan" into action when the phone rang in my hand, and upon seeing that it was Rachel, I was startled. Hope was reborn in my chest, as I would finally have the opportunity to leave that apartment, even if leaving Seattle wasn't within my reach at the moment.
“Rachel! I was almost in despair, wondering why you weren't answering me.” I spoke as soon as I answered the call. “Did something happen to you? Why didn't you answer?”
“Yes, Sarah.” Rachel confirmed, leaving me even more concerned than before. “I need my sister here with me, by my side.”
“What happened, Rachel? Tell me!” I pleaded, feeling very nervous about what could have happened to her.
“I don't want to tell you over the phone, but I need you to come to Montreal on the next flight.”
“Montreal?” I asked horrified. “I thought you were already back in the United States.”
I wondered what could be the reason for Rachel's trip, and more importantly, what had happened to make her so anxious, because it was evident from her tone of voice that she wasn't okay at all.
“I need you to come to Montreal because your presence by my side is very important right now, Sarah” Rachel continued to insist, avoiding my question. “I'll buy your ticket for the next flight, sister.”
“I can't just go to Canada like that, out of the blue, Rachel!”
“Of course you can.” She said, her tone becoming a bit arrogant at this point, but then she humbly requested again. “We don't have anything tying us to Seattle anymore, Sarah.”
The sadness contained in her tone when she said that was heartbreaking, especially when I knew that was truly our reality at the moment. Just a few minutes ago, I had asked for a chance to leave Seattle and forget everything that had been happening in my life, and now Rachel was not only enabling me to leave the city but also the country, and this could turn out to be a very good thing in the end.
“You're right, Rachel.” I agreed, looking at the packed suitcases in one corner of the room. “What do we do now?”
Rachel gave me all the instructions, and she also mentioned that she had already reserved a seat on a flight departing in four hours. She emphasized multiple times that I needed to be at the airport without fail.
“I love you, silly.” She said, bidding farewell. “You're my favorite sister.”
“I'm your only sister, Rachel.” I protested, using the same light tone she had when making the joke.
“Exactly why.”
After teasing me once again, she ended the call, and I was indecisive about what to do next. But at least I had a destination and perhaps even a purpose. Something told me that this trip would be the best thing I could do at the moment, given everything that had happened to me.
Determined to move forward with this unexpected change, I felt excited about doing something new. I called Dolores and told her I was changing my plans and going to travel. I quickly bid farewell to Dolores, someone who had been a great support during the time I spent in that apartment, but without looking back or lamenting, I left Kael's penthouse.
Before heading to the airport, I followed through with the idea of selling half of my belongings at a well-known thrift shop known for the quality of its items. I managed to sell many of them, and the money was substantial, considering I had none before. I almost missed the flight, but I arrived at the airport in time and boarded with just one suitcase.
During this time, I received affectionate messages from Rachel, thanking me for my help and calling me the best sister in the world. Despite everything that had happened between us, I didn't feel anger towards her. I only felt longing and anxiety for the sudden change of country. The journey would be short, only six hours between Seattle and Montreal. Now that I was leaving everything behind, I could only think of positive things.
The sensation of starting over from scratch, without judgments or the possibility of encountering Kael again, is incredible. However, this raised an unpleasant and necessary question: did I have a place in his life? I knew nothing about him, especially his personal life, as he didn't share those things with me. Furthermore, I discovered a room that belonged to a woman in his penthouse last night.
These thoughts tormented me throughout the trip. I mentally thanked myself for finally arriving in Montreal, where I could put aside all the nonsense created by my mind and focus on what truly mattered at that moment: finding Rachel at the hotel where she was staying.
I hoped to be able to help her with the problem she was facing, as her last messages indicated that she was extremely disturbed and sad. I couldn't just stand still when my twin sister needed me so much.
Upon arriving at the hotel, I found it strange that Rachel was staying at such a large and luxurious hotel, considering our current financial situation. I intended to ask her immediately what that meant, but I was greeted by an ecstatic Rachel who hugged me tightly. I sighed with contentment as we felt that we were okay again, and my eyes filled with tears at that opportune display of affection.
“I'm glad you're here, Sarah.” She said, pulling away from me and pushing me to come inside.
The room was what I was already used to in luxury hotels, and I looked at it curiously.
“I'm surprised you're staying in such an expensive hotel, Rachel.”
“You don't need to worry about the hotel bill, Sarah. My boyfriend is covering everything.” She said, smiling. “I need to go out now, get some exercise, but we'll talk more when I come back.”
I was surprised to notice that Rachel was dressed for exercise, something she had always detested. My sister was going through positive changes, which was wonderful to witness.
“I'm really glad you're working out, even with your mind full of problems, Rachel.”
Rachel had mentioned several times in her messages that she was overwhelmed with issues and that she was thinking irrationally because she couldn't bear it anymore. Those words made me even more worried, and I could never leave my sister in such a state.
“We'll talk when I get back.” Rachel said, seeming a little nervous now. “Take the opportunity to get some rest, after all, you've just arrived from a trip and I believe you must be tired.”
Rachel left hurriedly after kissing my cheek and giving me another tight hug. Following her instructions, I took a shower and went straight to bed. I didn't want to think about anything, especially what I had left in Seattle. However, when I closed my eyes, the first image that came to mind was Kael by the pool, his body beautifully sculpted with discreet muscles, and his perfectly attractive mouth, inviting me to join him.
No matter where I am, my thoughts always seem to betray me.
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