"Gabriel, my sweetheart, can you get your sister? Dinner is about to be served." Sabrina called out to his young boy, who was busy playing with Baxter on the floor.
"Yes, Mommy," Gabriel merrily shouted as he stood up and started hopping towards the other room.
"What do you think your little princess is doing right now?" She asked Raf, who was still busy finishing up their meals as she arranged the table.
She would not be surprised if she had something up in her sleeve. Between the twins, she was the handful, while Gabriel was the mature one.Â
She was expecting a different scenario, but they could only accept the beautiful blessings given to them. They were still thankful for having two healthy babies.
"I would not be surprised anymore. Olivia is exactly just like you and a touch of his uncle." Raf moved closer to her and wrapped his arms around her waist as he grazed his lips behind her ears.Â
