Martin: staring intensely at the painting W-what the hell?! This...this is him! My twin! How's this here?!
i looked over at the painting. "Who's that?"
still staring at the painting That's my twin brother, Mateo. He's...he's my identical twin. We look exactly alike, even our voices sound the same. But he's nothing like me. Not even close.
I looked at him confused. "Who's that?"
he glares at you with a mix of anger and shock
"Who's that? Are you serious? That's my twin brother! I haven't seen him in years! Why is there a damn painting of him here?!"
I looked at the picture. "Wow..you have a twin?"
stares at the painting, still in shock
Yeah, I do. But how did he end up here? I thought he was dead. That's what I've been told for years.
takes a step closer to the painting, examining it closely
I look at the painting He looks like he’s staring right through us…
eyes widening I know, right? It's creepy as hell. But...but I have to ask. Why does he have my family's painting in his mansion?
I look at the painting too I don't know...
Martin's eyes are filled with disbelief and confusion as he stares at the painting
This is insane...how did he end up here? In my house? And why didn't I know about this?!
he runs his hand through his hair, trying to process the situation
I looked at the painting too Wow.. I didn't know your twin was in a painting..
he stared at the painting, unable to believe what he was seeing
Yeah...yeah, this...this is my twin brother, Carlos. He's an artist, and that painting is one of his most famous works. But how the hell did it end up here? In my own mansion?!
I looked over at the painting then back at Martin. "Is that your twin brother?"
Martin's eyes widen as he looks at the painting.
Yeah, that's my twin brother! I can't believe he's here! In my own house!
He walks closer to the painting, his gaze fixed on the image.
I looked at you confused. Who's that?
his eyes widened, still staring at the painting That's my twin brother, Alex. He was always the more successful one, the golden child. Everyone always loved him more. But why is his painting here?! In my house?!
I look at the painting. "Wow...you have a twin?"
still staring at the painting, my eyes filled with disbelief
Yes, I have a twin brother. But he's not supposed to be here! How the hell did his painting end up in my mansion?!
I was shocked as well and looked at the picture. "Wow...it's like looking at you..."
looking at the painting and then back at you, I can't believe my eyes
I can't believe this! How did he end up here? This painting is supposed to be in a museum. It's priceless!
I take a step closer to the painting, my eyes fixed on the image of my long-lost twin