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HOW could she possibly do this shit, write me a fucking letter and say she wants to be fucking FRIENDS? As if though the twins could sense the anger coming off of me, the began to babble to each other and reached to me so I could pick them up. I looked over to them and began to sob once again.

"Mommy.." I choked out. "Mommy is going to be okay..." A nurse came out, and she looked so familiar. Her eyes searched the waiting room and then her gaze met mine.

"MRS. LOVELL!... We have some news... But I'm not sure if we have any answers to the questions that you have. We're trying to give her a blood transfusion, because she had a large amount of acetominophine and water in her IV. If the transfusion is successful, she will be okay. No, I don't know if she'll come out of the coma, no I don't know how long this transfusion will take, and no we don't know how that mixture even got into her IV. But a full investigation will take place..."

"Miss... Miss please. Save all of it. Please don't even come at me with all of this. All of this? I don't wanna hear it. I want to hear you say 'Come see your wife, she's okay.' That's what I wanna hear... So please... Save it."

"I-I understand. I-I'm sorry." That stutter sounded so familiar too... THIS was the nurse that was with me throughout my delivery.

"I'm sorry for sounding so rude... But..." I reached my hand in Pink's car seat and she grabbed my finger. "I can't handle this shit anymore. All this information and no answers... I just want my wife back... I don't care about an investigation, I just want her home... I want her to see our babies and I want her to hold them and kiss them like I do and I want to wake up with her in our bed next to me, I can't do this alone anymore, I need her here..."

"I-I understand dear. And we're trying to get her stabilized... But you've gotta be strong for her and the babies. Okay?" She took my hand and kissed it and walked away.

I didn't know how to handle any of this and I didn't want my babies to see me crying. I called Leo and began asking him if he could watch them, but then I remembered him and Tonya were together. I quickly said never mind and hung up without explanation, because she wasn't going to hurt them, not MY babies.

I went through my contacts, and realized I had trusted no one, not with my newborns... Then someone came into my head. I knew it seemed crazy, but I had to try. I didn't want my kids sitting in a hospital all night. I texted Leo real quick, and he shot an answer back almost instantly.

Leo💪🐯: Its 347-833-0424.. everything okay?

I answered him as if though everything was fine with what I was saying:

Ask Tonya 😂 Ask her if shit is fine. Leo I won't say anything else because I respect you and YOUR feelings, and you'll see how crazy that bitch is soon enough for yourself 👌..

I called the number Leo gave me, and knots formed in my stomach as it rang.

"Hello?"

"Hi... How are you... It's- um it's Deena. I know you're wondering why I'm calling you, but your daughter is in a bad situation Zayna. It's sooooo much to explain, and I don't even think you'd begin to understand how hard things have gotten... But can you please... PLEASE... Please baby sit? I know Leo told you I gave birth... They're one month now.... Oh you will? We're at Lenox Hill in the waiting room. You want to watch them at my place or at yours? Mine? Okay I'll give you the key when you come... Zayna.... THANK YOU. I think you understand how much it hurts to have your children watch you cry." I hung up, and let out the tears of disbelief I was holding in. Zayna Lovell was an evil woman to her daughter, so I was not expecting such a warm response from her...

After Zayna came to pick the babies up and I gave her the key, I hugged her and cried on her shoulder. "I know you and Zara aren't really speaking as of now but th-"

"Please. It's fine. Like you said... No one wants their children watching them cry... I understand. I sympathize with you dear..."

"Thank you..." I whispered as she walked out with the car seats, and I heard someone calling me at the same time.

"DEENA... Well... We have information that you'll want..."

I just want my wife back...