STELLA POV “Andrew, I’m coming. Please wait.” I ran down the hallway, hands clutched tightly around the blanket. “Oh, Andrea… why are you crying too?” “I’m feeding you, aren’t I?” I held the bottle closer, trying to soothe her. “What—don’t you like the milk? What do you want?” “Andrea, okay… Andrew, I’m here.” I knelt beside him, brushing hair from his face. “Oh, look how red you’ve gotten… oh, my poor baby. Please stop crying.” “Andrea, I just want to feed Andrew.” I held him gently, rocking him as best I could. “Andrew, come on, I’m here.” I tried to comfort him, but the door burst open. “I can’t take it anymore! Why are they crying so loudly?” I sobbed, chest tightening. “I don’t know, Alex… I’m trying. I really am. They just won’t stop crying.” “I’ve fed them many times already.” My hands shook as I rocked Andrea lightly. “My grandparents are dead. My uncle is away on a business trip. I have no one.” “Hey… it’s okay, Stella. I can see you’re trying.” Alex stepped
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