As I sit in the hospital bed looking at my gorgeous twins I think about what's happened since I left Kingsley.
I started dating a rockstar.
I've gone on tour.
I had a major fight with current boyfriend because of ex.
I found out my best friend is actually my brother and I'm really adopted.
I was raped.
Chris proposed to me and I said yes.
I found out I'm pregnant with twins.
I didn't catch any STD's from the rape.
Then I gave birth to my children.
My baby boy and girl yawn simultaneously and I smile. Nikolas is a pale boy with pitch black hair and chocolate brown eyes like Chris'. Addalynn is a warm caramel color with insanely curly black hair and blue eyes like me. Chris is talking to the doctor and Brandon is getting food. A nurse walks in and checks my charts before she looks at my babies.
"They're beautiful. What are their names?" she asks.
"Nikolas and Addalynn." She stares at them with a soft smiles and touches Addalynn's arm.
"I had twins. Both passed away a week after they were born. Their immune systems weren't strong enough outside of the hospital." I look at her concerned. The nurse shakes her head and smiles sadly at me. "Your babies look extremely healthy. They'll be completely fine. As you will Eleanor." The nurse leaves and Chris comes in. He picks up our son and grins at his creation. I don't think he has even been this proud.
