Chapter 23
Hillary's breath steadied as she looked up at the ceiling of the room while laying down on the floor. She sighed, her thoughts basically lost. I wasn't long ago when Nymph revealed that the twins were the product of a successful embryo, she and Nymph had awaited. She was understanding with every explanation. She listened even when she could visibly hear her own heart shattering knowing this was hidden from her. Hillary knew it's an unfair privilege, she couldn't be angry but rather, she was upset at the thought of Nymph's bravery to pull away from her sight and be vulnerable in a foreign country. Nymph, all alone, pregnant and in a foreign country.
It was not a good mix but she thinks it is though, everything wouldn't have happened if she just didn't go to the reunion.
Hillary didn't know what would happen to her, she was ignoring Archibald. She finally had the strength to deny that controlling man. She was finally strong, it took so long but she could now stand on her own feet. It was a mystery of what would happen soon. She cherished the love she would give to those people she denied back then. She focused on willing the cup that was left lacking and it needed to be her fill that makes it worth it.
She didn't know what her future holds but she wants to cherish the day where she's close to the people she loves dearly. The people she needs to pay back to, it was never easy for Hillary but she knows, it was never easy for Nymph too.
"Auntie?" Hillary's thought burst like a bubble when she saw pairs of doe eyes looking down at her, she smiled seeing the pouty lips and chubby cheeks of the twins. Nymph had an important meeting at such an early morning. Hillary goes to her office at the afternoon. It was a great timing to babysit the kids.
Nymph and her interacted little by little, Hillary tries not to force an interaction out when it's not necessary. They were getting close to one another but basically it was because of the kids. Hillary still did not have the might to tell to the kids she's their Mother and she didn't want to be disrespectful with Nymph's timing.
Hillary gasped and choked when little Niahm literally went close to her, the little chubby baby sat on her collarbone, her chubby legs sprawled free between Hillary's face and the little girl's big tummy sat comfortably on Hillary's chin. Hillary could only look up to Niahm, the feel of the baby's tummy, and legs trapping her neck as gateway for her to die in a dumb way but she didn't want to move Niamh, she didn't want to upset her baby."Eat." Nuriel waddled to Hillary's side and the little boy opened his chubby hand to reveal.
Nothing.
Hillary's brows furrowed as she turns to look up at Niamh wondering what her twin brother brother meant. "Eat what?" I ask as i went back to look at Nurieal's open hand, clearly stilled and waiting.
"Momma and Auntie Hawvey can see our yummy food," Nurieal seemed to be upset and he pouts while looking down at his open palm."Auntie Nat2 and Auntie Maison too." Niamh chorused with her younger twin and JHillary's brows could only furrow as she did not seem to understand what the little ones were trying to play with her.
"Good Auntie can't." Of course, Hillary felt highly awful as the little ones pout and look at the their clearly empty chubby hands. Hillary rubbed the back of her neck as she awkwardly smiled.Hillary sucked in a deep breath then gently held Niamh, she held the baby girl up so HIllary can sit up on the floor. She looked at those puppy dog eyes, they seem to have been disappointed that she could not see their imaginary food.
"How does Nymph even do this." Hillary grumbled as she cracks a fake confused smile at the little ones.
She gently lets the two babies sit on her lap. Pulling their chubby body close to her and lovingly opened their palms. "S-silly me. I'm sorry, here it is after all! They look so yummy." Hillary said in a voice full of excitement as she looked down at the empty chubby hands. The little ones seemed to have brighten up as they heard Hillary sound so excited. Hillary could only suffer at their imagination.
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