•Amelia's PoV•
"Mrs and Mr Dolan" the young nurse called out, stud up a clinched Grayson hand tight "baby stop stressing it will be fine" he's right I know I need to stop stressing but it's ever time I seem to get pregnant I all ways lose my child during 16-18 weeks and it's just really worrying me because I don't think I'm ready to go trough it all again "Amelia every thing will be fine okay" I just nodded it return and walked in to the small white room.
I laid down on the bed couch thingy and she lifted up my top, I reached out for Grayson's hand but he was al ready there to hold me.
I felt the cold gel been smothered on my stomach.
"Babe look" Grayson said and before I could say some thing the nurse blurted out "erm they is a problem" my heart sank to the bottom of my stomach and mine and Grayson eyes brimming with tears, I knew this was to good to be true. "What what do you mean they is a problem" my voice croaking and breaking "honey don't get upset your having twins"
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