Chapter 93 Epilogue

Four Years Later

“Mummy!”

“Daddy!”

“Mummy!”

“Daddy!”

As the two toddlers rushed through the room trying to outdo each other with the screaming, Isabelle turned away from her laptop and got ready to receive the three-year-old boy who came barreling into her arms.

On the other side of the room, Jacob put away the tray of vegetables he was carrying outside to the barbecue just before their daughter barreled into him and wrapped a tiny arm around his legs, the other pointed accusingly towards her brother.

“Daddy, Raul is being mean to me again!”

Jacob reached down and scooped her into his arms. “Is he? What did he do this time, Ruthie?”

Now secure in his mother’s arms, Raul turned to glare at his twin sister. “It was my turn. You never let me have my turn!”

“But then you called me ugly!”

“Did you call your sister ugly, Raul?” Isabelle asked.

He looked at her, blinked, and then shook his head dramatically. “I didn’t.”

“You did!” his sister claimed. And then she started crying.

Raul stared