My finger hovered over my mom's number. Should I call? Should I address it? I hadn't called my parents in forever. I couldn't just throw this at them, could I? I mean, I could, right? It was my business. It was my real family that they were keeping me from. I deserved to finally know the truth. I've spent twenty two years accepting that my real parents were either dead or didn't give a f-ck about me, but I was wrong. They were very much alive and they had to give a damn about me if they wanted monthly reports from my adoptive parents.

I closed my eyes tightly and pressed down on the screen. My stomach turned and I grimaced when I heard the phone ring. This was the day that I wanted the truth, no matter what. If I had to drive six hours to get to San Francisco and yell at them until they gave up the truth then I would. After the second ring, the phone was picked up. "Well if it isn't, Miss Delaney. I thought you forgot about mommy and daddy," my mother said.

"Hey, honey," I heard my dad scream from the background.

"Hi," I said simply. I was trying my best to think about how to bring up the question smoothly. The conversation started off with small talk. They asked me what I was doing, how I was doing, if I was seeing anyone and if I was studying for med school. I told them that I was fine, gave them some bullsh-t on how I was studying my ass off and decided to tell them I wasn't seeing someone. I wasn't ashamed of Andy or anything, but I didn't want the news of me seeing someone outshine the truth that I needed to get out of them.

I let my parents talk to me about whatever they wanted to for a full hour before I broke out the question. "Have you guys ever met my real parents?" The question came out way more blunt than I expected and it was kind of rude. I smacked myself on the head. They didn't deserve that. My parents gave me everything that they could and I sounded like an ungrateful brat. "Sorry, mom and dad. I just found out some stuff and I need you guys to confirm it."

There was a silence over the line and then I heard one of my mother's heavy and dramatic sighs. She always did that same sigh before sh-t hit the fan. "Well, sweetheart, what is it," she said as calmly as possible. There was a shake in her voice and I bit my lip. I couldn't believe I was doing this.

"I'm going to start it off simple. I'm going to ask you very specific questions. All I want is a yes or no and I want the truth, okay?"

"Okay."

Here it goes. "Did you know my biological parents?"

"Yes, honey but-"

"Just yes or no, dad."

"Sorry, honey."

"Did I have a twin brother?"

"Yes."

"Was I the youngest? Was he born before me?"

"Yes." F-ck. Camilo was right. He was actually telling the truth. He wasn't bullsh-tting me. My heart felt like it was going to pump out of my f-cking chest. I had a brother. A twin brother.

"Did my parents decide to name me Camila?"

"Yes, but how do you know-"

"Are my parents alive?"

"Yes, honey, please-"

"Do you talk to them often and keep them updated on my life?"

"We do." I took a shaky breath. "Honey, I know we should have told you but it was your biological parents' idea. Natalie and I wanted to tell you when you were sixteen. We wanted you to meet your family but they were against it. They didn't want you to get affiliated in their lives. Diego and Claudia just wanted the best for you. They love you so much, just as much as we love you. You have every right to be upset."

Diego and Claudia. The names of my real parents. I thought I would never find out their names but there they were. I said the names aloud which triggered my father to keep speaking. "We sent them pictures of you and let them know how well you were doing in school. They're so proud of you. We're so sorry that we kept this from you."

From my adoptive parents' viewpoint, I really couldn't be upset. They were honoring what Diego and Claudia wanted. My biological parents didn't want a part of my life because they were so afraid of me not accepting them. They didn't have faith in me and that was their fault. "I love you guys and I'm not upset with you."

"We love you too, sweetheart. More than anything," my mother spoke. It sounded like she was crying and I wish I could be there to hug her.

"How did you find out about this, Delaney," my father asked the question that was worrying him.

"My brother, Camilo found me last night. He gave me a rundown of everything. I want to get to know him. I'm not sure about Diego and Claudia right now, but Camilo, I definitely want to get to know."

"Just be safe, okay? We've spoke to them from a distance. We don't know too much about them."

"I'll be careful, mom."

The rest of the conversation went by smoothly and I hung up with a sigh. Almost as soon as I hung up, there was knock on my bedroom door. Mia came in with a soft and careful smile. "You know you had that on speaker and I have super hearing, right?" I laughed and patted my bedside to give Mia the inside scoop. I told her everything. She could ruin my life if she wanted to. All my deep and darkest secrets were known by her but I knew she would never use them against me. We were like sisters. We would always be.

"Well, while you were drunk last night, I got some pretty big news. This guy came up to me and I thought he was trying to get with me but I was so wrong. He told me he was my brother." Mia gasped and covered her mouth with her hands. I chuckled slightly at how dramatic she was being. I felt like I was in a telenovela. "I thought he was f-cking crazy, but he seemed legit and showed me some pretty hard evidence. I just got off the phone with my parents, well, my adoptive parents, they backed up everything he said. I still haven't met my biological parents and I'm not sure if I'm ready to take that step. I'm just trying to get to know Camilo first and take baby steps."

"Delaney, this is...wow. We used to stay up in middle school and think about how life would be so different if your actual parents kept you. Would we have known each other? Would you be happy? Would you have any siblings? And now here it is. This is crazy, but I'm kind of thrilled. You deserve to know the answers to all those questions plus more." She took a deep breath as she tried to come to terms with what was happening. "So, tell me about your brother. Camilo, right?"

"Well, his name is Camilo and get this: we're f-cking twins! He has a daughter and a wife. I don't know too much about him. He gave me his number. I'm about to call him and apologize about how I acted last night. I didn't take the news well," I admitted. Looking back, I felt bad for freaking out on my brother. He didn't seem too affected and acted naturally but still I felt sh-tty for not believing him at first. "But, guess what?"

"What?"

"Guess what my name is? The one my biological parents gave me."

Mia pursed her lips together and squinted her eyes. A sudden smile came onto her face. "Oh my God! Is it Mia!?" I laughed and shook my head. She got way too excited about the fact that we could have the same name. "Oh sh-t. I bet it's Maria. You're definitely a Maria."

"Noooo. My name is Camila. Camila Fierro."

Mia made an adorable squeal before pulling me into a hug. I'm not sure why she was hugging me, probably just from how crazy and interesting this all was. "Your name is so beautiful. Camilo and Camila, that's so f-cking cute!"

"I know. I'm really anxious about all of this. I don't know how to feel and I'm not exactly sure what to do. So, I'm just going to get to know Camilo and slowly move up the ladder to my parents, hopefully."

Mia let me go from the hug and let out a sigh of content. "Well, you know you got me every step of the way and Andy once she finds out, if she doesn't already know."

I chewed on the inside of my cheek for a few seconds before letting out a firm statement, "I'm not telling Andy." Mia glared at me skeptically. "It's just really personal, you know? I'll eventually tell her but not right now. You're the only person I want to know. I really want to take this slow, Mia. Also, I don't think we're that close yet. I don't want to scare her away."

Mia pursed her lips but gave me a head nod. "This is really personal and if you feel like you don't want her to know then you have every right."

"I just think it's for the best that I don't get my hopes up and let everyone know about my newfound family. For all I know, they could be really f-cked up. I don't want to look like a fool if they don't hold up to my expectations."

Mia wrapped her arm around me and kissed my cheek. "Well, you got me, fam! No matter what," she clarified.

"You really got to stop kissing me. I'm going to kiss you back one day." Mia puckered her lips and leaned in and I pushed her face away. "You're the gayest straight girl ever."

I was too nervous to call Camilo so I ended up texting him. I told him about how my parents confirmed everything. I gave him a deep apology and asked him when he could meet up. He told me that he would be out of town for the next couple of weeks but as soon as he came back, he wanted to spend some time with me. He even offered for me to meet his wife and daughter, but I told him I wanted to take things slow. Thankfully, he understood and said he looked forward to seeing me in a few weeks. Until then, he took the time to send me a fact about him every hour. It was the most random sh-t. Within five hours, I learned that he never learned how to ride a bike, he's afraid of sharks even though he never goes to the beach, he's five minutes older than me, he went through a phase where he thought he was gay but quickly realized he was straight and finally, that even though he's completely straight he was still attracted to David Beckham. That was a lot and I took the notion to send him some facts about me too. I learned we both liked Drake, hated the smell of coconut and had a hard time pronouncing words when were younger which led to a bunch of horrific speech lessons.

"Are we good," Andy asked me breathlessly. Her lips moved from my neck and her hands slipped from between my legs. I tucked my bottom lip between my teeth as Andy faced me. Was I really thinking about my brother while having sex? I forgot where I was and what I was doing. Now, I felt weird as f-ck.

"We're good, babe." I told her as I gave her a soft smile. A frown was still on her face and I knew she didn't believe me. Really, things were good. I just really had a lot of things on my mind at the moment. Yeah, I spaced out. I'll be the first to admit it.

"Really? Because you've been acting weird all day." I raised an eyebrow in question to her statement. She sighed and rolled over to her back. "You barely touched your food at dinner. You haven't been saying anything. You've been on your phone all damn day. And now, you're in a whole other place during sex. It's not like you, darlin'."

Andy was on edge and it was really reflecting on our relationship. Lin and Jenny's wedding was in a few days and of course, Andy was in it. The rehearsals plus the everyday stress of her daily life was taking a toll on her. We hadn't been spending too much time together. We usually got a quick dinner or randomly showed up at each other's door for a just as quick f-ck, but she just didn't have real time to dedicate to our relationship. I understood what was going on and knew things would be back to normal again, but I guess she didn't.

"I'm sorry, Andy. It's not you. It's just some drama with Mia. My mind was somewhere else, but we're good. We're more than good, baby." I kissed her cheek and she smiled a little bit.

"No, I'm sorry. I'm just overreacting. I'm stressed the f-ck out. Believe it or not but Jenny is a bride monster. She's so anal about the wedding." I giggled. "What?"

"You said anal." Andy snickered and then rolled her eyes. "The wedding's going to be fun. I can't wait to see you in your suit. I bet you're going to look so damn gorgeous. You're going to be the star of their wedding and you're not even getting married."

Her cheeks flushed. "You're going to make my head big."

My phone vibrated on the nightstand and I grabbed it. It was the hourly text from Camilo. I own all of Justin Bieber's albums. I laughed aloud and texted him back. My ex-fiance looks just like him! I sat my phone back down on the nightstand to find Andy staring at me. "What," I asked with a small laugh.

"Is that Mia?" I didn't want to lie, but I also didn't want to tell the truth so...I lied anyways.

"Yes," I replied shortly. It was kind of annoying. I literally never asked who Andy was texting or calling, but for some reason she always asked me. Like why does she care so much? I'm not doing anything I'm not supposed to be doing. Okay. I needed to calm down. We were both stressed as f-ck right now and I knew the perfect way to ease our stress levels.

Within moments, I found myself on top of Andy with my legs straddling her waist and my hands pinning hers to the bed. "How about we try again? I won't zone out this time."

Andy's eyes traced my body as a lazy smile played on her gorgeous place. "Promise?"

"I promise."

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