Epilogue

Five Years Later

"Aunt Isa, when will Wesley and Isaac be able to play with us?" Asked a six-year-old, excited Carson. Easton sat watching the ten-month-old twin boys, making a mess of their breakfast. 

Isabella looked at all the four children with love. "In a few months they'll be able to walk and could play with you two," she told them. 

"But I could walk the moment I was born. I was born an adult," said Easton, his tone, his attitude resembled Weston so much that they always rolled their eyes when he spoke. 

"What rubbish! I had to carry you on my shoulders even when you were two years old. You simply refused to walk!" Said Hudson with an eye roll. 

Anna Sophia came rushing downstairs. "Are we all ready? I'll go and check up