"Try to stay in as much as possible," my dad warned us.
I nodded, my hand instinctively rubbing my belly, filled with unease as if someone were coming to snatch my babies away.
"Alright, they're probably just passing by. I'll stay in for a few days." I responded.
Despite my words, everyone looked grave. Some emotional entanglements that should have ended long before just never seemed to go away from our lives.
Ever since we found out Damon and Catherine were in town, we kept our doors closed for three days, and Jones rarely dropped by.
"You've got your prenatal check-up today; are you all set?" my mom asked me early in the morning.
Despite my reluctance to go out, I had to keep up with my prenatal appointments. The doctor warned that twins were prone to premature birth, requiring stricter conditions during delivery and weekly check- ups in the latter part of pregnancy, ideally twice a week.
