Chapter 89
My heart stops, and for a moment I forget how to breathe.
Two pairs of identical grey eyes blink up at me, mirroring the man I’ve been thinking of
It’s funny how I was just thinking of their parents. Going down memory lane and now here they are. I’m not one to believe the supernatural, but is that coincidence or is the universe trying to tell me something?
“Nolan? Nova?” My voice cracks.
“Aunt Sierra!” Nova squeals, dropping the bag she was carrying and bouncing forward with the kind of joy that only a child can carry.
Nolan is right next to her, grinning from ear to ear, as if he has just accomplished the impossible.
Before I can even process what is happening or how they’re here, Nova flings herself at my waist, wrapping her little arms around me. Nolan hugs me too, his arms strong for his age, his cheek pressing into my hip like he’s found something safe.
The air rushes out of my lungs. My arms move on instinct, circling them both. I shouldn’t be holding them. I shouldn’t even be near them. But the warmth of their small bodies breaks something inside me, and I can’t let go.
“Wh–what are you two doing here?” I manage to whisper, my voice trembling.
I look behind them, searching for Noah, Uncle Rowan, Aunt Ava… anyone that might explain why they are here. The only one I see is the chauffeur.
“Are you not happy to see us?” Nolan’s face drops a little, and that all but destroys me
I drop to my knees and pull them to me. “I am happy to see you, just a little surprised, that’s all p>
And it’s true. I am happy to see them. That day during dinner, I bonded with them in ways my heart and mind still can’t understand. It didn’t matter that it was the first time I saw them; the moment I saw them, they had my heart in the palm of their hands.
“Well, we came to see you!” Nolan answers proudly, lifting his chin the way Noah does when he’s being serious.” We told our driver to bring us p>
The driver clears his throat softly from behind them. A tall man in a suit, looking far too calm. He inclines his head politely. “Miss Meyers. The twins were quite insistent. I thought it best to do as they requested p>
I blink at him, my mouth opening and closing, completely at a loss for words.
“How did you get my address?” I finally ask.
Because I am sure as hell it wasn’t from Noah. He’d probably flip if he knew his kids were with me. With how much Chloe and Noah detested me, I’m surprised they didn’t poison their kids against me.
“We told Aunt Iris we wanted to send you gifts for the baby,” Nolan says proudly. “She texted the address and then we had Jason bring us here.
“So, you two lied to Iris?” I ask, my brows pulling down a little.
“We did bring the gifts, so we didn’t lie about that,” Nova adds, with a cute shrug and innocent look. 1
Damn, how can I even be mad when she’s looking at me like that? How does Noah even handle them? I would give in every single time they give me those puppy eyes.
Nova pulls back, her little hands gripping mine. “Can we come in? Please?” Her eyes shine with a mix of excitement and the faintest flicker of worry, like she’s afraid I’ll turn her away.
I glance back at the mess behind, Chloe’s words still clawing at my chest, and I swallow hard. Then I force a smile. “Of course. Come in p>
“I’ll wait outside, Mrs. Meyers,” the chauffeur says. 1
I nod, clutching my arms around myself. “Yes, thank you. I’ll call Noah to inform him p>
He dips his head and turns, going back to the car.
The twins squeal and tumble past me into the living room, their shoes tapping against the floor and I close the door behind us. Blackie immediately trots in from the kitchen, tail wagging furiously.