Our Baby Twins
Harry nodded, adding in a casual tone.
Matteo, who did not fully understand what was happening, looked at me with a face full of admiration. “Mama became a rock star too?” he asked, his voice hopeful.
"Mama’s cooler than a rock star. Mama has prettier dresses than your messy hair, Theo.” Matilda grinned a little, adding in a mocking tone.
We all chuckled, and for a moment, the mood lightened. But, underneath my smile, there was a growing concern.
I stare at Becca's phone screen again, letting the numbers sink in. This excitement was probably something I had dreamed of for years, but a dark thought arose along with it.
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