Xandria's POV:
The months blurred together from here, my stomach growing bigger and bigger. One month, two months, three months. I was due early next month. To be specific, a week and four days. I would have these twins possibly even before that, or maybe after. Hopefully, everything will be okay. I remember the story of my brother who died at birth. He was unnamed but the doctors claimed his lungs were filled with fluid but the people who are trying to kill me killed my brother.
Liam caressed my cheek as I lay on the couch like normal, my feet propped up and my hair in a messy bun. You know those cute pregnant women who still look normal when they become pregnant? The women who buy maternity clothes that are so nice and stylish. Yeah, I'm not one of those women. I am a messy bun,
