Lodia POV
“Hm?”
“If sharks had jobs, what jobs would they do?”
I blinked slowly.
“What?”
“I think sharks would work in finance.”
Ava nodded from the couch.
“That feels accurate.”
Then thirty minutes later:
“Mom.”
“What now?”
“If aliens came to Earth and saw chickens first, do you think they’d respect humanity?”
By 2 a.m., I genuinely considered pretending to faint too.
Eventually I pointed toward the door dramatically.
“Please leave my room.”
Eli gasped.
“You’re kicking out a recovering patient?”
“You have been asleep all day,” I reminded him. “Meanwhile I am fighting for my life.”
Ava laughed.
“He’s medically annoying now.”
Finally around 4 a.m., Eli fell asleep beside me while still halfway through a sentence about whether penguins had social anxiety.
And I stayed awake anyway.
Watching him breathe.
Watching both twins sleep peacefully beside each other.
Every now and then checking his forehead again.
Just in case.
Outside, the sky slowly began shifting toward dawn.
And that was when my phone started exploding with notifications.
Which honestly felt strange.
Because I had not realized how quickly this woman had become part of my life.
I replied quickly before heading downstairs to open the gate.
And the second I saw her car pulling in, I almost laughed.
Because this woman arrived like she was relocating permanently.
She stepped out wearing oversized sunglasses while holding coffee in one hand and directing her driver with the other.
Behind her?
Children.
Her children.
Her six year old daughter jumped out first immediately.
Then the tiny toddler from before who still looked aggressively adorable.
And then the driver opened the trunk.
Gigantic gift boxes.

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