Page 56 of Twins for the Bratva

On day six, things changed. We had our usual breakfast and massage. Dahlia didn’t want to swim but took a nap for the rest of the morning. As we sat on the beach in the afternoon having lunch, she smiled at me. She spoke as she took my hand, “Thank you for everything. For all you have done, and for this amazing honeymoon.”

“Sugar,” I said, kissing her. “I will do anything for you. Whatever your heart desires, I will make happen.”

She seemed more uncomfortable than usual. “Are you feeling okay?” I questioned as we headed back to the hotel.

Dahlia gave me a tired smile as she replied. “I’m fine. I’ve been feeling bloated and more tired. But I am fine, baby.”

That evening, we had to take a flight back home as she was experiencing a variety of cramps, headaches, and nausea.

As we landed, Dahlia took my hand and squeezed. “I think I may be in labor,” she whispered. Watching the people leaving the plane, I felt a bit frantic. “Are you sure?” I asked.

“No, I could be wrong, but something feels different.” She huffed as we stood up.

Glancing around, I took a deep breath, trying to calm my nerves. “Would you like to go to the hospital?” I said as we got into the car.

“No, I think we can wait till morning; the pains have calmed,” Dahlia replied, grinning.

Early the next morning, we visited our doctor. Sitting in his office, we listened as he explained the situation to us. “It is time,” he said. “I am glad you came back early. Dahlia only has about a week to go, and the babies can come any day now.”

We headed home. I called Mila and asked her to prepare space in the living area downstairs. I didn’t want Dahlia to walk the stairs. The next two days were chaos. We went from a calm, normal family to one permanently screaming at each other.

Dahlia needed so many things, and with work in between, I was feeling drained. By the end of day two, I fell down on the couch next to her. “Sugar,” I huffed. “Can I get you anything?”

I felt her hand reaching out, but she didn’t answer. Turning, I knew it was time. Dahlia was biting her lower lip,breathing hard. “Mila,” I screamed, scrambling off the sofa. “Get the car, it’s time.”

Helping her up, we moved slowly to the car. I drove to the hospital at a record speed. Jumping out I almost fell over as I scrambled around the car to her side. After opening the door, I ran inside.

“My wife, my wife,” I blustered at the nurses. “She’s in labor.”

They were very friendly and quick. I was still struggling to catch my breath as they pushed her past me. We headed to the delivery room, and our doctor was called. Even though she had twins, the birth went without issues and quickly.

I stayed by her side and held her hand through the entire process. At times, it felt like she was crushing every bone in my hand, but I endured. I didn’t understand where she suddenly found such strength.

Once the babies were there, we could hold them for a short period. The nurses cleaned them before they were moved to the baby room. I assisted Dahlia to get up and take a shower. The doctor visited and asked that Dahlia and the twins stay the night for observation.

Once she was asleep, I headed home. I would be back in the morning with all she and the babies needed. I arrived early to take my precious family home. Once they were all settled, I sat with Dahlia, staring at our babies.

“I’m so proud of you, sugar,” I said, beaming. “I love you so much.”

Chapter 27 - Dhalia

My mind wandered as I lay in the tub staring up at the ceiling. I couldn’t believe it’s been over a year since that night at the bar. There have been so many life-changing moments. Since the birth of the twins, my life has been busier and fuller than ever before.

I felt grateful for the two loving families that have been supporting me. I must remember to thank Mila for handling all the party arrangements as soon as I see her today. Having both families at my birthday party is a treat. It’s going to be mind-blowing, I’m sure.

It was great to see the families getting along. Getting out of the tub, I quickly dried and got dressed. Walking down, I admired the lovely décor. Mila truly went out of her way to make everything special. It felt like I had walked into a fairytale.

The railings were covered in flowers as was the archway in the door leading to the pool area. As I descended, I could see the colorful tables outside. Each appeared to have a different colored cloth. In the center rested flowerpots which were surrounded by platters of food.

As I took the last step, the entire Smirnov family came pouring in through the door. After greeting everyone and thanking them for their congratulations, I turned to Mila. Taking her hands, I leaned closer to be heard over the chattering. “Thank you so much, the place looks amazing.”

“No worries,” she replied as we hugged.

“Where’s Konstantin?” I asked, turning to the crowd behind me.

“He quickly popped out but said he would be back in a jiffy,” Mila replied. “Oh, and he took the twins with him.”

Mila walked to the family and led them outside to the pool area. They had barely left when the Dubow’s arrived. Aleksandr walked in first. He gave me a bouquet and a small gift. “Thank you so much,” I said as he kissed my cheek. After a tight hug, he glanced around as he stepped back.

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