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“I’m pregnant,” I said softly. The air around us turned electric with excitement, but I quickly grabbed their hands again before they could celebrate fully. “There’s something you need to know, though.”

Bastian glanced down at my stomach and then back to me, anticipation written all over his features. “Do you know if it’s mine or Bayleon’s?”

I bit my lip, emotions swirling within me like an eddying river. “That’s the thing . . . you’re both the fathers. We’re having twins.” Both of their jaws dropped in surprise, so I seized the opportunity to cup their cheeks and smile. “Elvena told me this evening,” I said, loving how flustered they were. My gaze focused on Bastian. “We’re having a daughter,” then turning to Bayleon, I added, “And we are having a son.”

A wave of emotion rushed over me, and tears began to flow down my face. As if on cue, Bastian and Bayleon embraced me tightly in their arms, each showering me with kisses. It was an absolutely perfect moment for us all. When they eventually let go of me, I stepped back so that I could look them in the eye. To my astonishment, tears were streaming down their faces as well—the first time either of them had ever cried in front of me.

“Are you happy?” I asked them.

Bastian touched my right cheek while Bayleon put his on my left. “You have no idea,” murmured Bastian before pressing his lips gently against mine. “I love you, Lia. I never thought I’d become a father; words can’t express how I’m feeling.”

I glanced over at Bayleon and he smiled. “You have given us everything in the world, my love.”

“And you have done the same for me; I love you both so much, I don’t know what I would do without you.”

With that, Bayleon kissed me tenderly. “You’ll never have to find out.”

THE END