Darrelle's POV

"You can stay as long as you want to," Nia said as I entered the room, handing Britt a glass of water.

"Thank you," she replied taking it and I nodded as cries echoed.

"I'll go," I told Nia walking out, going to Twins room, to find Khaliah crying along with her brother, I sighed closing the door wanting to eliminate the sound as much as possible knowing Britt and Nia were talking.

"Who woke you up?" I asked softly lifting Khaliah from her crib kissing her forehead, not expecting an answer. I placed her in her rocking bassinet, being aware that she was just cranky, shaking it...