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VIVIENNE

“Alright, you two,” I said to Vera and Vince, kneeling down to their level. “Remember, whoever finishes their class first should wait for their twin. Don’t go wandering off alone, okay? I’ll come pick you up after.”

They had classes today. Vera with her dance class and Vince with his soccer class. While we were still in Paris, those were the things they were focusing on since it was still their summer vacation in New York, where their actual classes were being held.

Vera nodded eagerly.

“I’ll wait for Vince, Mom. I promise,” she said.

Vince gave a small, serious nod. “I’ll wait for Vera too, Mom.”

I smiled at them. “Good. Now, let’s get going. We don’t want to be late.”

We made our way down to the hotel lobby, their small hands in mine. As we stepped into the parking lot, my phone buzzed in my pocket. I pulled it out and saw a message from Ezekiel.

“Can I visit the kids today?” the message read.

I frowned as soon as I read his message. I knew it was wrong, but part of me