Narrator's POVThey watched as their precious little twins laid in their respective cots in the baby room in the hospital. Natalie and Nolan held hands as they bared their sorrows to each, while they remembered their deceased little pup who they thought fit to cremate later during the week on the grounds of the pack, for hope that their pup would take care of the other expecting mothers and make them to deliver safely. They didn't cry about the loss of their pup anymore, because they knew that Sean would be watching over them with love and care even though they couldn't take care of him.The doctors had informed them that Sophie had kicked the little bubble that preserved them causing Natalie to go into a premature birth. Sean had died as his heart was weak from not developing properly and Ryle had simply come out healthy. Even in spite of everything that had happened, It warmed their hearts to know that at least two of their children had come out alive and well. It had taken Natalie

Narrator's POVNatalie felt the hole in her heart grow every passing day as the twins first birthday got nearer. Or should she say, triplets. Her little babies were turning one and the mere thought of them not celebrating it with Sean made a frown come onto her face. Sophie and Ryle noticed their mother's frown, so they walked towards her, their little chubby fingers stretching out to their mommy who was sitting down in a small rocking chair and clutching a tiny picture in her hands."Momma!" Sophie exclaimed loudly, falling into her mother's lap as she tried to get on the chair. Natalie gave out a small smile as she watched her two babies in front of her. She picked up Sophie and Ryle, placing their chubby bodies on her lap as she kissed their cheeks. They laughed in glee before Ryle spotted the little picture and snatched it out of his mother's hand."What is it, momma?" he asked, furrowing his eyebrows at the sight of a small baby in the picture. Natalie's breath hitched as she w