Two Weeks Later,
Ethan paced the room with one of the twins in his arms, her tiny fists waving in the air as she let out a piercing wail. Her sister, nestled in the cot nearby, added her own cries to the chaos. He groaned softly, his patience fraying.
"Alright, alright," he muttered, swaying the baby in his arms. "You've been fed, I've checked your diaper twice, and you're still screaming. What do you want from me, sweetheart?"
He glanced over at the other twin, who was just as inconsolable. He had promised he wouldn't bring them to Shikera's side until she woke up, but there was no one else to help. Hazel was still away, Mignon and Raine who usually assisted were swamped with work, planning an event. None of the nurses were also available. It was like the universe were up against him today.
"Girls, you're ganging up on me here," he sighed, running a hand through his already disheveled hair.
