PREGNANT

The room's door is opened by me. When I notice that my twin is hungrily kissing my fiancée, I start to blink. The fact that Zamiel is kissing him back has only made things worse.

I said cynically, "Really?" Both of them halt. When they turn their huge eyes to me and I glance at them. Zamiel stood up right away and wett to me. My hand is in his.

He continued, "Baby, let me explain," but I was distracted by their recent intense kisses.

I answered with a confused look on my face, "I didn't realize this kind of setup you two have." I hit Zamiel across the face after turning to face him. He looks at me with hurt in his eyes.

I said with my chin held up, "The moment you kissed back, you already have no right to call me baby. You already break up with me." I noticed how my twin, who is unable to look at me, appears guilty.

I replied, slamming the door behind me, "Humor me. I don't believe I can ever look at the both of you. You are both a joke in my life." Zamiel came after me. Look at this