Ethel’s P.O.V.

"We should get going." I softly whispered to no one in particular. "Now on to more important things, we need to get the twins to the doctor. They haven't been fed" I spoke with concern.

We walked out of the cell that I had been kept a prisoner in. I couldn't help but admire the sun on my skin. It felt like forever since I felt the sun's heat on my body. Brian kissed my cheek and I felt my blood run up into my cheeks. As we kept walking I noticed Brian was having trouble with the twins. I took one of the twins from his hands...