Epilogue

Third Person's POV;

Three years later...

"Are you kidding?" Damien asked, putting down Damon who had jumped on him the moment he stepped into the house and refused to be set down until they had arrived to meet his mother in the master bedroom.

"Carried you for nine months only for you to not just look exactly like your father but also be so attached to him." Ariana had muttered sourly when Damon wouldn't come to her nor Darian who was the more reserved kid.

The twins turned out to have more of their father's genes than hers, from the eyes to hair color, down to the nose and almost everything they did was like Damien. She found it more unfair cause they were identical. Now this was what led to the matter at hand.

"Irma..." He dragged out, tugging off his jacket before unbuttoning his shirt.

"I'm not kidding. I found out today." She said, getting up from the bed as she flipped her hair to the back.

"How come?" He was in a maze of shock.

"How else do people get pregnant?" She sarc