This woman saw me now and was shocked.
She couldn’t get her eyes off me.
She was looking at me through the glass office.
She dialled a number and a lady joined her after some minutes.
I could see her pointing at me and the lady looked at me too.
I was forced to go out of the glass office and meet them and ask what the problem is.
Immediately I spoke, the lady exclaimed and covered her mouth with her hands.
It got people’s attention.
I was bemused.
“What’s the matter ma, are you okay?” I asked with so much concern.
Strand of tears rolled down the lady’s cheeks.
I got more confused.
They were already creating a scene, I took them to a corner of the building and asked what the problem is.
She didn’t say a word, she brought out her phone and showed me a picture. It was a picture of a guy that resembles me from head to toe.
That is my son. He died four months ago. He was just 30.
You have the same voice, height, face, and everything. This is her kid sister.
She said as she pointed at the lady. The lady was sobbing.
I didn’t know what to say, I was emotional too.
I held the young lady’s hands to pacify her and she threw herself on me and hugged me.
Her tears were all over my shirt.
It shows she really misses her brother.
She said she wanted me to visit her family, that she’s sure many will run when they see me.
The lady requested if she can call me brother and I nodded my head like a lizard, saying yes.
I help them with what they came for. Both of them couldn’t stop staring at me even when I wasn’t looking at them.
The young lady didn’t let go of my hand throughout their stay.
I don’t know what am feeling right now. Is this love?
I don’t want to believe I have such a Doppelganger. (look-alike)
We had little conversations and exchanged contact before they left.
I guess I have a new family and LOVE.
True love is a beautiful thing.
Submitted by Stanley O, with the right to publish on Dear Sonma