Chapter 7

Levana POV

"Wait! You mean I'm expecting twins?" My heart jumped in jubilation as the Nurse showed me to the ultrasound scan.

It was already 5 months of consistently visiting the clinic for my antenatal check up and other treatments. I had been praying silently for a girl only for the Nurse to show me that I wasn't expecting a singleton like I had thought all along, it was two bouncing and healthy twins.

"Congratulations Miss Levana. I know your husband will be so happy to hear this good news." My mood changed at the mention of the latter.

If only she knows that I'm all alone in this freaking journey of life and motherhood. Thanks to my Aunt, she had been my backbone. I was able to phase through because she still exists and it wouldn't have been easy without her.

"Thank you Nurse." I faked a smile.

I suddenly felt like a piece of shit running away from where I had ever called home because of a rejection from my mate. But I needed to do it, I was humiliated and rejected in front of everyone like some whipped dog. I did it for me, I did it for my children. I didn't want Alessandro to feel I was making up stories to pin him because he rejected me. I needed to stop feeling bad about something I did for myself. He was selfish to reject me in front of everyone too, he brought the pack's interest and his ego before me. So, I wasn't going to feel guilty for hiding his children from him, he rejected me and everything that involves me including my unborn children.

I broke the news to my Aunt the very moment I entered the house, she was very happy to hear it and in fact insisted that I make a mini baby shower.

She made my favourite strawberry cake and sang baby songs to my unborn babies. She was really a caring mother and I could sense that she would be the best grandparent to them.

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4 months later

"Oh my goodness. I'm so happy for you Lev, how come you didn't tell me you were expecting? This is definitely not fair." Deborah stroked my back on the bed.

Besides me, my twin babies were folded neatly in a cradle as they slept peacefully. I had put to bed yesterday and different friends had well wishers had been trolling in to congratulate me and my twins. Deborah had just come from New York to congratulate me too even though she was angry that I didn't reach out to her during my pregnancy days.

"Such adorable babies. Do you have names in mind for them? I mean it's sometimes hard to find cute names for twins especially if they're of different genders." She asked me.

"Uhm yes. I had already known their gender when I was 7 months pregnant."

The Nurse already showed me their genetic makeup and she confirmed that I was expecting twins. A boy and a girl, so I had chosen a name for them.

"It's Arianna and Arian." I replied to a curious Deborah.

"Wow. That's so cute and creative." She smiled.

"Thank you."

I hadn't told anyone my baby's name not even my aunt because I didn't want any opinions, I wanted to be the one to give them their names. Hehehe, guess I'm a jealous mother.

"Tada!!!" My aunt screamed as she made her way into the room with a cake.

"Levana? Are you up?" She gave me a concerned look.

"Of course aunt. I'm wide awake."

"Congratulations dear."

"That's the 1000th time." Deborah tolled her eyes.

"Of course I would congratulate her every chance I get, it's not easy to be a mother. And gosh she gave birth to twins." My aunt praised me.

She was the reason behind my high self esteem and strong determination to go through my pregnancy alone. She was always there for me each time I need her fucking support. It wasn't as smooth as I said in words but she made the journey a memorable one.

"Maybe I'll get pregnant and birth a child ASAP. So I can be given special treatments like this." Deborah joked.

"Of course you should. There's nothing compared to a blessing of having a child." My aunt ticked the babies cradle.

"Yeah, but I'll need a man first." Deborah confirmed.

"You guys should stop. It's not as easy as you think Debbie. It comes with a lot of trauma and depression too, guess I skipped that part." I chirped intk the convo.

I needed to let them know that it wasn't just all rosy and flowers like they think.

"Fine then."

"Are you going to tell him?" My aunt's voice.

"Tell who?" I asked confused on what she meant.

"I mean Alessandro. I think you should let him know at least. What do you think?" She pressed.

"He doesn't know? Wait, like you mean your baby father doesn't know about your children Levana!" Deborah exclaimed.

"Uhmm, I'll tell him when the time is right guys. I just came out of labour. Give me some time and I'll let him know." I defended myself.

"Okay then By the way let's enjoy ourselves. Cheers to new life."

We had drinks and enjoyed ourselves but the thought of telling Alessandro about my babies still lingered in my mind. Would he feel like I am trying to get back into his life? Or would he argue that they aren't his. We only had a one-time something and I didn't know if he would believe me or not.

Well, I guess I have to tell him to clear my conscience at least. It would give me a say in the future and maybe my children won't think I'm a bad mother in the future. Leverage, yeah. Text or call? I wasn't so good with talking and I needed to text first so that when he sees it, he can then call me to talk if he wants to. Not now by the way. When I feel it's right.