I Wish I Loved You

Epilogue

Epilogue: "Can You Really Blame Me?"

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[Ana's POV]

Waah!!

Waah!!

I felt someone nudge my shoulder, "Your turn." The voice of the man next to me filled my half-sleep ears.

I was too tired to even come up with a smart remark as I dragged my body out of bed. I followed the crying over to a white bassinet positioned close to a corner of the room. As soon as he saw me, he stopped crying.

"Hi, honey," I cooed as I picked up the baby boy, "it's okay, Jackson, mama's here."

He let out a few whimpers as I heard someone whisper, "Daddy, I'm hungry."

I turned to see Gina whispering to Tyler. Sleepily, he sat up on his elbows, "Okay, Gigi, if you and your brother go to the kitchen... I'll come make breakfast."

She ran out of the room as Ty blinked all the sleep out of his eyes and looked over at me, "Morning, Beautiful."

I smiled, "Oh, wipe the sleep out of your eyes, Ty, I look terrible right now."

"You always look beautiful to me," he got out of bed and walked to me, kissing my temple, "especially when you're holding our kids."

"Oh, you cheeseball. Do you know the last time I took a shower?"

"Yes, actually, because I remember the disappointment of not being able to get in there with you."

"You're impossible," I gave him a peck on the lips before jetting my head towards the door, "now, c'mon, it's time for breakfast."

We walked to the kitchen, hand in hand , where Gina and T.J sat at the table while watching the TV that sat on the counter.

"Happy birthday, you two!" They gave me wide toothy grins as I kissed both of their heads.

"Hey," Tyler exclaimed, "you guys hungry?"

"Yeah!"

"Alright, cereal?" They shook their heads. I opened the fridge and pulled out a pre-pumped bottle of breast milk. "Wait, did mom say it's your birthday? " This time they nodded excitedly, "Well then, what do you want?"

"Pancakes!" they cheered in unison.

"Okay, I'll make pancakes, but you two have to help me."

The twins jumped up and followed Tyler to the sink to wash their hands. While they did that, I sat in the rocking chair that was in the corner of the dinner room.

"Are you hungry, little man?" He cooed, which earned a smile from me. "I know you are, baby."

He liked to pretend that he couldn't hold the bottle, but I knew he could; I didn't mind feeding him though, these were the moments I treasured with my kids. It wouldn't be long before he would be able walk and be too heavy to pick up. I was pretty selfish with all of my babies, even the twins, I even slightly loathed when they got old enough to run around and outgrow being stuck to Mommy's side. After feeding Jackson and cleaning out his bottle, he and I found the twins outside together.

Tyler was out of sight while T.J. and Gina played on the playground setup. "Tyler!"

I was calling for his dad, but T. J. looked up, "Yes?"

"Where's Daddy?"

He pointed behind me as the Tyler I was looking for said, "I'm right here, Angel."