EREN'S POV

I sit beside their crib, staring down at my boys. Their chests rise and fall in quiet rhythm, tiny hands curled against the blankets. I really can't believe it has been nine months already. Nine months since they came into my world and turned everything upside down. They gave me a new life, a new reason to life.

I whisper softly, more to myself than to them, “You’re already so big, my little warriors. Papa is right here, and he promises to always be by your side”

I lean down and press a gentle kiss to each of their foreheads. They stir slightly but don’t wake. I can’t...