TOAW : Hillary : How to Decieve a Nightingale

Chapter 18

Chapter 18

The longer Nymph stayed. The more she felt the closing distance with her again with Hillary. Being in the same condo unit is one thing but they were seeing them in multiple times a day. It was odd and it frustrated Nymph, if the woman ever got close with her kids sooner or later Hillary would find our the truth. Nymph was selfish at the thought that the twins would be introduced to Hillary. She never wanted them to meet in the first place but Nymph was merciful. Letting Hillary play with the kids, making the twins feel happy with Hillary.

Oblivious of what their roles in life with each other should've been. Nymph had begun to be selfish ever since Hillary was out of her sight years ago and now seeing the woman, she didn't want Hillary to take her kids now that Hillary is back again engaged with Archibald. Holding custody is one thing, co-parenting is another.

Nymph was only satisfied at the thought that Niamh and Nurieal was not looking for a second parent. They seemed to be satisfied with what they have, their Momma but Nefetari knew. Sooner or later, Hillary would find out. Maybe in a bitter situation, either ways, every circumstance would lead to frustration. Hillary might rampage if she knew the children she's been enjoying company with are her own children.

Their flesh and blood.

A Vasilia and a Vaughn.

Powerful huh? But Nymph would rather offer her head for that to happen first. She had suffered so much and to loose her kids to the same person who betrayed her? Never gonna happen.

"Momma." Nymph blinked as her mortified thoughts drift away. She smiles in a Motherly way, gazing down at the little kids on the floor, by her feet. Happily playing with their toys. Nymph looked at the far mirror infront of her. She could only bitterly smile seeing small versions of Hillary happily playing with penguin plushies. Their pudgy hands, grabbing and squeezing the fluff.

Niahm had more complexion and attitude with Hillary, from face to personality, rowdy and judging. Nurieal had Hillary's face but Nymph's personality, shy and quiet. Least for Nymph to say, She struggled nine months, having to carry two babies in her womb to pop them out and they look like the person she hated the most.

The woman's heart swelled, she didn't hate her kids. She hated Hillary but never her little ones even tho they look like her. It was always different. Nymph was a selfless woman back when she was married but when she gave birth to the twins, she became selfish. Maybe that's what a might of a Mother could truly be.

"Will we see Good Auntie, tomorrow?" Niahm mumbled as she attempted to do a cpr on the squished penguin Nurieal sat on a while ago.

Nymph frowned and tilted her head not understanding her daughter. She gently let her soft hand glide against her son's chubby cheek who is seriously playing. "Good Auntie?" Nymph asked.

"Hiwawe." The boy mumbled before looking up to his Momma with those big baby eyes.

"Hiwawe?" Nymph was more confused, she blinks and narrowed her eyes for a good minute unable to truly understand who are they referring too. She kept mumbling until she finally deciphered it.

"Oh..." Nymph noised out.

She looks at her kids who stopped playing and simply just looked at her. Nymph would only awkwardly smile at them. It was like Hillary is staring at her soul. "Hillary." She said to them. The only 'Good Auntie' they nicknamed was Hillary. They either despised or had beef with their Aunties. Nathalie and Maison were exempt because they spoil the kids.

Elle liked to playfully bully Nurieal to the point the poor boy was crying. Harvey and Niamh either love each other or they're pulling each other's hair off.

"Hilaye?" They said in unison in their cute tiny voices, face scrunching as they tried to pronounce the r and l in Hillary's name.

Nymph smiled softly and sighed in satisfaction."Close enough,my darlings." She said to her little ones. The kids were still one and a half. They are almost turning two but everyone's head turns to them when the little ones start to talk. They talked at such an early age and people may find it concerning but for Nymph. It made her happy knowing her little bundles of joy, do listen to her even from the womb and during they were months old. They were basically copying her words until they can use that in a sentence. Smart kids.