john-4002651 @john-4002651
As I lay here in the warm tub, surrounded by the gentle bubbles and the soft glow of the candles flickering around me, I let my mind wander back to our early days as twins. Born to a British Jewish family, Debby and I were raised with the same love and care that only a mother can provide. Growing up together was like being two peas in a pod - we shared everything, from toys to secrets, and even developed our own language that only we understood.
My hair has always been my crowning glory; the dark brown locks cascading down my back are one of my most striking features, if I do say so myself. And while Debby's blonde tresses may be the envy of all her friends, mine are what set us apart - they're long and luscious, framing my face with a wild beauty that I adore. We've always been told we look like two different species, one a goddess from Greek mythology and the other an angel sent down to Earth.
But it's not just our looks that make us special; it's our connection to each other that really sets us apart. You see, as twins who share a womb and a life, there's something inexplicable about sharing a bond that transcends words. And Debby knows me inside out - we can finish each other's sentences without even saying a word, and if I need advice or a shoulder to cry on, she'll always be there for me. So here we are now
