Fast forward in time. It had already been five years since that night. Ann was 23 years old. 7 a.m. in the morning, Ann started to make breakfast. Wearing a pair of worn-out jeans and a casual shirt, she stood in a small dirty kitchen. The smell of fried eggs and bacon was nostalgic for her — it was what her mom would always cook.Breakfast was ready, Ann called out for her kids, “Charles! Emma! Wake up. Breakfast is ready!”Charles and Emma were twins, and they were the product of that night. Five years ago, Ann found out that she was pregnant three months after that night. She was too afraid and had no idea what she

 Simon stood up. He didn’t say anything, instead, he just curled his lips and left. Following him, a group of people also left. Ann felt slightly embarrassed. Simon seemed to be annoyed, and this was the last thing she wanted.The first day sucks, Ann thought.  In the evening, Ann was in Emily’s place and hanging out with the twins. Just then, Ann’s phone was ringing. A strange number called.Ann picked up, “Hello, who is this?” “Ann, it’s Dad,” Joe spoke in his deep voice on the other side. 

 Ann walked her way home as she dry her eyes from the tears. She muttered to herself, How could they be so cruel? What did I ever do so wrong to them?She had enough.When Ann got back to Emily’s place, she saw Charles and Emma were playing with a bright red ball in the living room. They were laughing along with soft vintage music.The twins looked up and saw Ann. They stunned for a second, then instantly ran towards her and gave her a big hug. They must have had seen her swollen and reddish eyes.  Charles asked softly, “What happened, mommy? Did you trip on your way home?”“Were you caught in some fences outside? Don’t cry, mommy. We can fix it together,” Emma said in her sweet voice.Ann squatted down and hugged the twins back. More tears fell down from her eyes when she heard the twins’ words. She hugged them tightly. The twins were so innocent and caring, unl