Page 117 of Sinful Lies

Zara frowns. “Is something wrong?”

My eyes flick to Dr. Waite, and I immediately tense as a deep frown forms between his eyebrows as he stares at the screen. “Is it the baby?”

“Not at all.” Dr. Waite adjusts the probe. “It’s just that… Well, I was not expecting this, but it seems that you’re having twins.”

Zara’s eyes go the widest I’ve ever seen them. “Twins?”

Dr. Waite laughs, turning the screen around to point out the two separate blobs on the screen. “There’s baby A, and there’s baby B.”

“Oh, my god,” Zara whispers.

Twins.

I’ve barely wrapped my head around the idea of having a kid, and now we’re having two? Life really does like to throw me curveballs these days…

“Twins would explain why you’ve been feeling nauseous so early on in the pregnancy,” Dr. Waite explains. “That tends to be a common side effect.”

“Great,” Zara mutters. “I love that for me.”

I bite back a laugh at the look on Zara’s face.

Her green eyes fly to mine. “Can we handle this?”

“Of course, we can,sladkaya. We can handle anything, as long as we have each other.” I bend down to kiss her forehead.

“Two babies…” she whispers as we both stare at the ultrasound. “We’re havingtwo babies.”

“At least, we won’t be outnumbered.” I chuckle.

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ZARA

Throughout my life,I thought I knew happiness.

I was wrong.

Everything up until this point has been a drop in the ocean compared to what I feel right now.

Dimitrilovesme, and I love him, more than I ever thought possible. And in a matter of months, we’re going to be welcoming two babies into our family.

My heart almost bursts every time I think about how lucky I am.

Don’t get me wrong, the thought of juggling twins terrifies the crap out of me. I have no idea how people care for two newborns at once.

I watched Bianca struggle with all of the feeding and changing and everything else that comes with having a baby, and she only had one of them. But Dimitri has complete confidence in both of us. And knowing that he will be by my side every step of the way has the fear soon melting away.

He’s got me no matter what.

Plus, I’m very much enjoying this new overprotectiveside of him that has emerged ever since he learned about the pregnancy.

This past week since he found out about the pregnancy, he barely lets me carry my own plate of food from the kitchen to the dining table, insisting that I need to rest as much as possible. It’s adorable, really, and I love being spoiled by him at every given opportunity.

What he’s not so happy about is letting me go into work. He’s concerned that the stress I’ve been under will have an impact on the babies, and he’s not wrong.

Though the majority of my sickness was because of the pregnancy, I have no doubt that part of it was also due to the fear of being around Giovanni. It affected me more than I cared to admit, only because I didn’t want to give him any more power over me.

But not anymore.

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