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Chapter 40: Spy

Roni POV
You know how twins know everything that each other is feeling? Like they can sense when something's wrong with one another? That's the feeling I'm getting now and I don't know why. Something is up with Nessa and I'm going to get to the bottom of it. I'm going to spy on her.

For the past two days I've noticed there is something up with her, I just can't put my finger in what it is. I mean, we tell each other everything so it's odd that she hasn't told me something is up. She's been waking up early but has been super tired at night, which is the exact opposite of the Nessa I know. The Nessa I know goes to sleep at one in the morning and sleeps in until twelve in the next afternoon. I brush it off until I can get more clues.

I decided to make some peanut butter and jelly sandwiches for a snack. I start making them with Vinny on one hip and Vi just sitting on the counter. I'm just spreading the peanut butter on the second sandwich when Nessa comes from upstairs.

"Yuck, whats that smell?" She asks. I look at her confused. The last time I checked she loved pb&j's, what happened?

"It's just sandwiches" I tell her and lift one up to show her.

"You must of done something different to them this time because they smell different. They make me feel kind of nauseous" she complains and holds her stomach. I take a bite.

"It doesn't taste spoiled to me and I didn't add anything extra." I say through a mouthful. Vinny sneaks a bite and snatched it out of my hands to give Vi a bite. They both rub their stomachs showing that it's good.

"Let me know when you finish so I can come back down" She says and gags. The twins and I look at each other and shrug. After they finish eating I give them some milk and let them go and play for awhile. I scroll through insta and edit some of the most recent video. I've gotten pretty good at editing. You can almost think that Aaron and Is editing is identical. Speaking of Aaron he's out at work and Kian is shooting a bunch of vids with JC. This gives me plenty of time to snoop on what's going on with Nessa in privacy.

I get bored of editing and I'm over halfway into the video so I think I should be good. I turn on some TV to relax while the twins are babbling and playing with each other. We start our little "homeschool" in a couple minutes, so I'm giving them plenty of time to play so that they get energy out. I text Nessa and tell her it's safe to come downstairs, her dreaded pb&j is put away. She's in the kitchen making stuff for herself when one of the ASCPA commercials come on. It's the ones that the dogs and cats are all sad and abused in cages. I gotta admit that it gets me every time and I pay every month but I don't cry every time.

I'm watching the twins and adverting my eyes back and forth to the TV when I hear weeping behind me. I turn around and see Nessa breaking down. I obviously think something is seriously wrong. Maybe this is why she's been acting off lately. I run over to her.

"What's wrong Nessa?" I ask her concerned about her.

"T-those poor little a-animals" she sniffles. I take a sigh of relief. I thought she was hurt. I start to tell her that it's nothing to really cry about, but I don't know what she's going through so I just comfort her.

"It's ok Nessa, I'll be sure to donate extra this month" I tell her. I'll add that to my list of things to do.

"You think I'm crazy don't you?" She says as she wipes away her tears.

"Nah" I say. That's not really what I'm thinking in my head but speaking my mind is not going to help in this situation.

When she's gone upstairs I sit on the couch and try to piece together what's happening. She's nauseous, overly sensitive, her sleeping schedule has changed, and she's just plain off. I'm pondering it when I realize what's going on. Is she pregnant?!

I go through out the whole day thinking that Nessa might be pregnant and I could be the only one that knows. Has she even found out herself? This is crazy. Can I see the future? Am I some type of physic? I tell my self to snap out of it and focus on my daily duties. I work with kids for awhile and take the outside to get some exercise. I give them juice and a snack and help them in the bathroom. They get sleepy, so I strip them down to their diapers and lay them down for a nap. I clean for a little while and make sure that my to do list is updated. I throw a load of laundry in the washing machine. Finally I'm chore free. I kiss both of my sleeping babies on the forehead and slump down on my bed. Not even five minutes I here Nessa calling my name.

"Roni!" She yells from her room.

"Coming!" I yell back. I peek in Alex's room as I pass. I forgot he went out to have a boys day with his kids. I hurry into Nessa's room.

"Yes?" I peek my head in

"I've been feeling weird lately and I think I need to take a pregnancy test" she says. I mentally freak out but keep my composure and coach her through it. I sit and wait and then she sits beside me and waits. Our eyes never leave the stick. Soon two prevalent lines pop up. Our jaws drop. She's pregnant. All of a sudden she starts crying. I hug her.

"I knew it! I'm a great spy!" I cheer when she's done crying. They're tears of joy.

"Wait til I tell Kian" she says through a laugh cry.