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I barely have time to grab it from Aisha, but a moment later, I cast it to our TV to watch it.
The video plays as the sisters unsuccessfully try restraining my brother. But then they sit on the floor next to each other, laughing, with tears streaming down their cheeks as his battle of all battles begins. To my surprise, our dad loses it too.
At first, Uncle Leif took the diarrhea bombarding as a sign that the twins might not like him. So, Leif made a plan to show them who was the boss in his domain. Later, he sat, all soiled and content, on the porch in his favorite chair, drinking beer and watching them sleep in the pushchair after the ordeal upstairs, feeling quite pleased with himself.
Our giggles don’t stop as more photos come across the screen and videos play. We watch our babies growing up, and Cassandra pregnant. In some of them, she’s looking at me with those pale blue eyes, full of emotion.
I hold my beloved woman weeping in my chest, and watch all those small moments that are worth fighting for, captured of us.
I realize our time of being together is coming to an end.
I bow my head to rest my lips against her pulse in the crook of her neck. While her scent surrounds me, I try to count her heartbeats in my mind and question our decision to part. The truth is, I had such a sense of belonging and purpose of being with her.
The family leaves us alone, feeling we need this moment of privacy. Cassandra falls asleep in my arms, while I still look at the pictures circling on the screen. Something catches my eyes, making me pay closer attention.
At first, I didn’t recognize her, but as I look closely at the photo of her happy face next to a little boy beaming at her, the strange feeling starts to build in my chest. Then another picture of two boys playing in the playground comes up, and I realize I’m looking at Sandra’s past.
Suddenly, on the screen, I see him looking at her with a comfortable happiness. They are at some sort of family gathering, and something stirs in my brain.
Chapter 6
Promises woven in You
~Logan~
She is retreating, mentally separating from us before the big move, and it hurts. Affected by the miserable moods, our twins are restless and agitated. Trembling lips and unhappy cries fill our home, as Cassandra had started weaning them off the breast, to get them used to the new routine. The gloomy atmosphere is not the only problem. Lately, she is very silent and distant, and when I embrace her, she starts to shake with tension.
I see Lucas and Cassandra coming in from their morning walk.
Leon becomes frustrated as the breast area on Cassandra’s top becomes patchy with discharged milk, reacting to our son’s needs. Liane joins her brother’s bawling and starts to wail as well.
“Come here, Leon, let Mummy have a shower. Try your new porridge. What do you think?” He halts to listen, even if his lip continues to tremble.
“Go have a shower, relax. I could use your help feeding the twins.” I look at Cassandra, trying to be as supportive as possible.
“I’ll be right back.”
As she disappears around the corner, Lucas places his hand on my shoulder in comfort. Before she returns, I decide to have a conversation about the move to California.
A short while later, with wet hair and cheeks still red from exercising outside, she returns, looking sweet and angelic. It is hard to breathe, seeing how beautiful she is. Instead of wrapping her in my arms, I say, “I want to talk with you about the trip and sort out a few details. Do you mind talking to me about it later?”
Cassandra looks up. “Of course not, when do you want to talk?” Her vulnerable eyes watch me with apprehension, then fill with tears, making them appear like crystals.
“How about after we feed them? We could go upstairs and talk.”
Once the twins have been fed, we grab our cups of tea and head upstairs to her bedroom to have some privacy.
“I am not seeking to take them away from you. Nevertheless, we will have to meet with a lawyer to legalize it.”
She nods, lost in thought, stroking her chest over what I’m sure is her aching heart.
“You need to take care of them, Logan. They are your main priority, all right? And you should know that when I get better, I will be coming for them.” I smile at her fierce possessiveness, wondering if our daughter will be just like her.
Nodding, I catch her eyes with mine, needing for her to understand she is not the only one feeling possessive.
“I don’t doubt you, Night. You are the most fierce and loving person I’ve ever seen. Our children are lucky to have you as a mother.” I’m hoping that she will return to me soon.
“I also want to discuss our deal.” Noticing her obvious discomfort in mentioning it, I continue, “We agreed to one year of living apart, to give you a chance to process your issues. What we didn’t discuss is what happens during this year and after.”
