47. A Nice Day at the Park

Both Ivan and I stared at the twins in awe. They were gorgeous. They both had Ivan's cool grey eyes and my lips and nose.

"Look at them, aren't they perfect?" I cooed.

"Only because of how good looking we are," he said casually.

'We did a pretty good job, didn't we?" I laughed.

"There's just one problem," he said.