Maeve
2 years and a half later
"I told you. Do not touch my phone again." I love the way his brows are almost one. But he's adorable when he did that grumpy look with pouted lower lips and his brows are in an angry line.
"Gamshhh!" Zeke's face reddens. But still, he looks adorable.
"Darling, I have to go to work. Alright? You'll be a good boy. Where's your sister?" he humps and pointed the closet. "Baby, mommy's going to work. Zoe," I call, and Zoe got out with the same expression as Zeke. She smacks Zeke and Zeke cries. "Zoe, that's not good. It's bad to hit your brother." they started talking randomly, the way baby talks but I understand them.
"Alright," I took them into my hands with my bag and phone. "Let's go downstairs, shall we. I don't want to get caught in traffic. Both of you should be good for grandma and to your nannies. Grandma needed a lot of attention, alright?"
I left my little angels though I don't want to leave them. Both remind me of my husband who never call me or even check on me after I give birth to them. I call Warren and Travis and they both said that he's fine. Then I call at home whenever I felt just to know that he wasn't eating well, like Taz. If I didn't talk to Taz through the phone he won't eat.
I miss both, but I must give him time. Maybe he wasn't ready. Maybe he was still in love with Alyssa. I heard a lot of women he screwed. I cry every night just to ease the pain while I am carrying my twin. But now, I must fulfill my promises to my family and they already got the house. I send them money every month while I am working.
I got a good position in a publishing company. An Editor in Chief Manager. Grandma tutor me about marketing and everything she knows and put me in that position. She doesn't want me to recline it. And since that I am one of the stockholders of the corporation, my money increases every month.
I get into my car and smiled at the small picture of me and him hanging on the keychain. I miss him so much. I miss him making love to me. I try to hook on someone, but it didn't work. They wanted sex and I wanted as well but not to them.
I get jammed on the little traffic. But I got on time, looking haggard and at the same time fresh. Well, that's my life here. I check on the appointments about my assistant. Few of them don't like me because I become a manager in a short time. But it increases the marketing as I sit there.
"How about new applicants today?" I ask.
"They send their drafts. I read a few of it."
"Well, how was it?" I smiled at her. "I wanted your suggestions before the meeting."
I started reading and editing and finding out what to advertise and what to publish. I will discuss it with the people. I get my lunch outside just to get a walk although my heels are killing me. I eat and check on my kids through google duo.
"What are you doing?" they show me their messy paintings, but I love it. I keep posting their works on the wall of their room. "Have you eaten?" they are eating because their mouth has full of whatever food that grandma prepared for them.
Two years and a half. I run to grandma when I couldn't have it anymore. I ask her if I could leave. She said I could it's my choice. But there are consequences. Her testament stated that everything she owns will be going to me when I ask for separation or annulment. It was supposed to be for Zac and that's why her son got mad at me.
I have no choice but to remain restrained in this marriage though he doesn't love me. I keep loving him, missing him every day. And as I give birth to my angels, I'm more positive to go on with my life. I don't want to think about killing myself and dying. I had a doctor to check on my mental fitness just to make sure.
I get back to the office and brush my teeth as I check a few of my appointments. I get back to work and stretch out every thirty minutes before going back to work. This will keep in my shape. I don't want to get chubby and fat for Zac.
I go out early at four for meeting outside and then after I check out, I fix my table and took a few manuscripts that I will read. I try publishing my works, but I change my mind. I wasn't good enough, so I study hard in literature and grammar when I get to the US and had known that I'm already pregnant, it changed my life.
I get home after I went from the store and buy them their favorite cookies. I only buy once a week, but they are excited about our midnight snacks. Before I get to my car I glance around. I am sure that someone is watching me. I get into my SUV and then drive home.
My aunt and cousins are already there since I always came home late because of night meetings. Grandma said that the home has never been noisy. And that noise was full of happiness in this home. It gets noisier when the twin came to us.
I eat my dinner while taking care of the twins who are waiting for me.
I tuck them to my bed since they plan on sleeping with me tonight and tomorrow, they will be sleeping in their room and probably the other day. I kissed both and there's an unknown caller. I frown and answer it.
"Hello?" nobody answers. But it felt weird to me. "Hello?" I exhale. "Good night then." I hang up and crawl to bed with my twins. I kiss both and get to sleep. But I couldn't so, I started reading the manuscript. I had fallen asleep and just when I had fallen asleep my twins started waking me up.
"Mimi!" I moan. "Mimi, call, call." They gave me my phone. They already had to answer it.
"Who is it?" I ask them.
"It's call, call!" Zeke said. I put it on my ear.
"Hello? Who is this?" nobody answers. And it is annoying. "Good morning, May I know who this is?" nobody answers. "If this was a fucking prank, you call a wrong number." I hang up and cuddle with my twins.
They both giggles and kisses me. Damn, my life is just perfect with them. My psychiatrist told me that I have an anxiety disorder. It's mind and I need to start controlling myself to be organized at everything and I have my daily exercise to catch up on everything. I did that for the sake of my twins and me as well.
I get up to prepare the kids breakfast. Make their favorite strawberry milkshake and their cereal. While they are eating their nannies are taking care of them, I went to my gym and started working out in ten minutes. That's all I got. I check my wristwatch again to check the kids. They are still eating and playing.
I do my usual routine, then I prepare a big food for me and have a cold bath and dry my hair. I curl it easily with my curler that doesn't need any twisting and whatnots. Then put my makeup on. Not too much but a refresh looked and very natural.
'Guys, I'm coming home late." I told my twins that are playing on the bed.
"Park, park?" Zoe asked pulling my sleeve.
"Hmmm, maybe this coming weekend?" I kiss her forehead. "Mommy has to go. I have work to do."