Ch.1
He has a problem with his family, he lost the only person he ever loved, and now has to care for the only two things that he had left of her. How is he going to deal with his life?
He stood in the room, holding the two things that she had given to him right before she died. He stood there, staring at them, and couldn't believe his eyes. Not even 5 minutes ago, he saw the nurse pushing them down the long hallway to him. As he stared at the two babies in his arms, he couldn't believe how much they looked like her. They both had her nose, cheekbones, dark brown hair, and brown eyes, with tints of green in them. He knew that as they would get older, they would both look more and more like her. The one and only person he thought he would ever love and spend the rest of his life with. It hurt him more than he could ever imagine when the doctor told him that she lost too much blood during the surgery and died, but the babies lived. What had hurt the most was that his family wasn't here to help him or comfort him through this tough time. Nine months ago, when they told their families that she was pregnant, their families disowned them. They wouldn't even come when he called and told his and her parents that something was wrong and she was at the hospital. It was like they didn't care. Tears came to his eyes when he thought about that. But, he couldn't think about the past. He had to think about the future for himself and his two babies. He couldn't believe it, though, that he, Chris Wyatt, was a father to two beautiful baby girls.