Rain
I pressed my forehead against the nursery window, staring at the twins sleeping inside their little bassinets. Their tiny hands curled into fists, their soft breaths making their chests rise and fall. They were so small. So perfect. A lump caught in my throat out of nowhere, and to my horror, my eyes started to sting.
Rowan and Gemma were finally here! It was about time.
I didn’t know if either of them was biologically mine, or we honestly didn’t care to check right now. Eventually, we might, so we could find out for paperwork purposes, but until then, we were going to remain ignorant of their biological parents.
Or biological fathers, I should say.
Lia was their mother.
The babies yawned, pumping their little fists in the air as they slept on and on.
God, they were so cute. To
