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Beyonce Knowles Home
September 4, 2025
I'm sitting on the floor, watching the twins stare up at me with those big brown eyes of theirs. Brennox has these little freckles scattered across his cheeks, just like me, and Onyx is shorter, already taking after Onika.
That's how we tell them apart.
Onyx scrunches up his face, and I hear him grunt a little. "Really, big man?" I laugh, shaking my head. Of course, he's decided now is the perfect time.
I look over at the diaper caddy we keep in the corner. Not too far. I get up slowly, balancing myself, and walk over to grab a diaper and some wipes.
When I sit back down, I start unbuttoning his onesie, and he immediately lets out a cry.
"Oh, now you're mad at me?" I chuckle, trying to soothe him as I get to work. "You didn't go to the toilet like you were supposed to...."
His cries get louder, and I pop his pacifier into his mouth, which calms him down for all of two seconds.
"You're so dramatic," I tease, wiping him clean and fastening the fresh diaper. "It's not that deep, I promise."
Suddenly, I hear a soft chuckle from the doorway. I look up and see Onika leaning there, arms crossed, smirking.
"How long you been standing there?" I ask, raising an eyebrow at her.
"The whole time," she says with a grin.
As I finish changing Onyx, I can feel Onika watching me closely. "Do you need me to get them?" she asks, her voice calm but with that hint of concern.
I pause, looking over at her.
"I know how to raise and take care of children, Onika," I say.
She blinks, clearly not expecting that. "I wasn't saying you don't. I'm just asking because... I know you're not in the best health right now."
I turn fully to face her, irritation flaring up. "I said I'm not handicapped, okay?"
She mumbles, barely loud enough for me to hear, "Damn near it."
"Excuse me?" I ask, voice low.
Onika looks away quickly, pretending like she didn't just say anything....
"Nothing," she says, her voice softer now, like she's trying to brush it off.
Nicki sat on the bed, picking up Brennox and bringing him close, kissing all over his little face.
"I love you, Mommy's baby," she said softly, her voice full of affection. I looked over at her, and for a second, I just watched the love she had for him.
