Inaya’s POV SEVEN YEARS LATER “Mummy! Mummy!” Zyran, my son ran into my bedroom, “Azaire won’t leave me alone.” “Azaire, leave Zyran alone,” I said without looking away from the mirror where I was doing my makeup. “No, mummy,” My daughter Azaire jumped on the bed following her brother, “He is as annoying as our new classmate.” What would I do with these children? Sometimes I send them to live with Hayes or Eveline. “Tell me about this new classmate.” If I didn’t engage them, then they would continue fighting. “Mummy, his name is Vardan Henderson, he is annoying just like his mom but his dad is nice,” Azaire said with a smile on her face, “Do you think our daddy would have been nice like his daddy?” A small brace my face. My kids were so smart for their age, and whenever I looked at my twins, I always saw Keona and Hayes in them, then when I looked closely, I always saw Akira in Zyran. “Maybe,” I answered, not wanting to go further on Beckham’s topic. Ever si
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