Calvin's POV
I blinked.
What?
Orion rubbed his chin, considering. “Together is probably best. Less hassle that way.”
Rmonica nodded, adjusting her hold on Astor. “You’re right. We should take them both at the same time. Besides, they're already so attached to each other, they'll probably grow up doing everything together—” She glanced down at the baby in her arms, smiling softly. “Isn’t that right, Elian?”
Elian?
I stiffened.
Who the hell was Elian?
And then, as if the universe wanted to kick me while I was already drowning in confusion, Rmonica continued.
“And little Eloise should be up from her nap soon. I'll get them ready and we can go, I'll feel more at ease once they're immunized.”
Eloise.
My stomach twisted violently.
Elian and Eloise.
My children.
Astor and Arabella.
