Chapter 104 - Eros Et Psyche 7: The House In Sentosa Island (1/2)

”What are you saying? I lived here until seven months ago Big Sis. I can't remember this house being renovated,” Ria stated, totally in confusion.

Having said that, she watched as her sisters exchanged looks. Their eyes had widened in awe as understanding dawned in them.

”Ria… it's the other you right? I mean you're the other Ria right?” they asked which puzzled her further.

”Bis Sis, what are you saying? I don't understand,” she replied with a laugh, still believing that her sisters were somehow playing a joke on her.

Her siblings on the other hand looked more concerned— not to mention disconcerted having realized what was wrong. ”Ria, you graduated two years ago…” they informed her seriously.

”What? How's that possible?” Her brows rose in disbelief. ”Stop kidding me you two. That's not a funny joke,” she added with a nervous chuckle as her heart raced, her temple beginning to throb.

”We're not kidding,” her oldest sister told her in a seriousness which wiped away the smile on her face.

She was starting to feel that whatever it was that was going on, her siblings were not kidding. She watched as her sisters exchanged looks once more and she swallowed hard, anticipating their words.

”Come here,” they beckoned as they guided her to the long sofa across the single chair she had been occupying just earlier so they could sit on either side of her.

One of her big sisters then left the living room for a while only to return armed with several photo albums which she placed in front of their puzzled youngest sibling.

”Look at these. I think it's time for you to know about yourself,” her eldest sister announced and Ria's anxiety grew.

”What are you talking about? What do you mean 'know about myself'? I should know everything about me, right? It's my own person after all,” she scoffed but without confidence and both his sisters shook their heads at her.

”Little Sis, I know this is going to be a little confusing— not to mention scary as hell. But know that your big sisters are just here for you,” they told her as they held her arm, squeezing it as if they wanted to give her strength.

”Now, you two are really scaring me,” Ria stated honestly; her panic began to rise from the pit of her stomach to his throat, suffocating her and she stood up. She was in no mood to put up with this, whatever this was.

”I came here because I wanted to have a breathing space from the problems I have back in Singapore. But this…” she indicated the house and the photo albums as she pulled her arm from her sister's touch so she could place a hand against her throbbing temple. Her headache was worsening and she felt like screaming at her siblings.

If this were a nightmare, she wanted to wake up.

”Ria, we already told you it's difficult. But aren't you at least a bit curious? You yourself said you were last here a year ago— and we said you were here days ago. Don't you want to know?” her sister prompted and she was totally conflicted inside.

She was already emotionally troubled coming here and now, the things her siblings were telling her were not helping at all.

”Are you guys out of your mind? I shouldn't have come here,” she stated in anger as she stood up, ready to leave, but her sisters grabbed her, making her keep still.

”We're sorry,” her eldest sister said as her grip on her arm gentled. ”We have no idea if we're handling this right or wrong since this is the first time we've encountered this ”you” again after some time,” she continued and Ria's anger turned back to bewilderment.

Her sister made seeing her sound like a rare event and she was at a loss once more as to how to deal with it.

Then again, they were right. She did want to know. Why? How?

An array of expressions crossed her face as she shifted her weight from one foot to another in her unease. But in the end, she decided to sit down. After all, aside from her love life, there was something that's been troubling her lately. She had become more aware of her memory gaps but they weren't really that bad. Or were they?

”What?” she asked wearily, eyeing the albums in front of her like it was Pandora's box but her sisters' determined looks made her man up and decide to face whatever it was.

There was nothing bad about opening photo albums right? It wasn't as if she'd die or something.

Her eldest sister handed her one of them; Ria took it with trembling hands and started scanning the pages.

It was her photo album.

In it were dozens and dozens of pictures of her and most of them she could remember but there were some that she couldn't.

”When did we take this?” she asked his sister as she stared at her picture wherein she looked very different.