Of course! The reason why she looked so familiar was because she was similar to Ariana.

The girl was shorter than Ariana. She had long and curly blonde hair and freckles and wore a purple, short-sleeved shirt with a dark blue flower printed on the front. She was also wearing jeans and dark blue shoes.

"Hi," she said softly, waving to me. "You must be Daniel."

Ariana and I pulled away from each other and focused our attentions on the girl.

"That is me," I confirmed. "I am Ariana's boyfriend."

She giggled. "I know all about that. My sister told me."

I tilted my head to the side. "Your sister? Who is she?"

"Daniel, this is my younger sister, Laila," Ariana explained. "I know that you have not seen her, but you should remember me talking about her."

Laila...Laila!

I uttered a chuckle and held out my hand for Laila to shake. "It is nice to finally meet you, Laila. I have been theorizing what you look like."

Laila took my hand, and we shook. "The same to you, Mr. Jones. I also wondered about your looks and colors."

"No need to be formal with me. Just call me Daniel."

"Okay...Daniel."

A cold sensation shot up my arm, and I said, "Your hand is cold."

"Really? My bad."

"I insisted to my sister that she wear her jacket if she desired to wear one of her short-sleeved shirts," Ariana shot at her.

"And I said that I did not want to wear my stupid jacket," Laila shot back.

I picked up my banana split and showed it to them. "Would either of you girls be interested in some ice cream?"

Ariana and Laila licked their lips when they noticed the delicious treat and both accepted my generous offer. The three of us sat on the couch and ate up what was left of the banana split.

All the while, I felt that something was not quite normal. And even though that I was in the comfort of my house and with my girlfriend and her sister, I, for some reason, did not feel safe.

But what was really bizarre was that Derek was nowhere to be seen.