Swimming with the twins

Whenever Lucas was around, Sera would beam at him. She spent the days teaching him how to carry both twins at the same time and he brought back tons of toys for them even though Sera reminded him countless times that they were too young to play with them.

Lucas would just laugh and kiss her cheek. He obviously loved spoiling the twins and there was nothing she would be able to do to stop it.

All in all their family and life looked perfect. The only thing that scattered it was the fact that she would sometimes go to cry in the bathroom when ever she saw the birthmarks on her children’s chest.

Who was her children’s father. Gabriel or Alistair? If it was Gabriel… all would be well. But if it was Alistair…. None of them would ever be safe.

Worry and fear was eating her alive.

“Sera? Did you hear me?” Lucas asked.

“Huh?” Sorry did you say something?” Sera asked as she snapped out her thoughts.

“I said I think the twins should start swimming lessons soon.”

Sera forced a smile, it wa