"Are you... are you Adrian's son?" — Estelle asked, and Amanda, eyes wide and covering her mouth with her hands, stared at Idan in surprise.
Idan, in turn, frowned even more, completely confused.
"Adrian, Damian... explain to me who is who, or are these the names of the same person?"
"No," — Amanda shook her head. "Adrian and Damian are two completely different people, although they are similar to each other. They're brothers... twins."
For a moment, Idan seemed to stop thinking.
"No, no, no," he protested.
"Adrian, Damian... brothers... twins?" It sounded in the silence.
"No, you're lying," Idan didn't want to believe it.
"What? Lie?" — Amanda couldn't accept such an accusation against herself. "I'm their sister. I grew up with them. I know what I'm talking about."
Idan still didn't believe her, dripping his blood onto the crystal again, and it flashed with a bright light, seven red threads appeared on the surface.
