Epilogue (3)

RENEE

Robert said I did it.

But honestly? We did it.

I didn't push our babies out alone.

He was right there. With me. From the moment we finished fucking, and my water broke ... to this messy, exhausting, but beautiful moment, we somehow survived together.

I could barely keep my eyes open. Couldn’t feel my legs as the midwife worked quietly between them. I couldn't feel much of anything, really, except the overwhelming body ache and sting of happy tears streaming down my cheeks.

I was still crying when the nurses brought our babies to us. I didn't want to get tears all over their tender skin, so I wiped my eyes quickly before taking one of the twins in my arms. I wondered if she'd latch on if I tried to feed her. Well, that could wait because I just wanted to look at her.

“Congratulations again, Mrs. Clarke,” the nurse said, and I smiled, thanking her.

Beside me, Robert held our second baby, staring into her eyes as if she