Bruce's POV

Twins. The word kept echoing in my head like a song stuck on repeat. Two babies…at once. Not one at a time but simultaneously.

The expenses ahead alone made my brain hurt. Double the diapers. Double the feedings. Double the sleepless nights. Double the chaos.

Beverly sat beside me in the car on the drive home. She stared out the window with one hand resting on her still flat stomach.

"Two," she said quietly. "We are having two babies."

"Are you okay?" I asked while gripping ...