Her Betrayal

Evan’s POV

We were just walking inside the school when I saw our son push another kid to the ground.

“Aiden!” Brae almost shrieked before rushing towards them. She pulled him away from the boy who fled at the first chance he got.

“Why did you push him?” Brae asked him, sternly. Instead of answering, Aiden kept looking at the ground before stealing a glance of her sister, Cami. In the fifth month of her pregnancy, it was learnt that we were having twins. To say we were delighted would be an understatement.

Aiden and Camilla weren’t identical twins but by their behaviour, no one could ever guess that they are even siblings. They were completely different from one another. I crouched down in front of a very worried looking Cami and stood up with her in my arms.

“What happened?” I asked her but she only spared me a short glance.

“Mommy, don’t scold him.” She said looking between Brae and her brother.

“Aiden, we’re asking you something.” At Brae’s words he looked up with furrowed eyebrows.

“That boy called my sister ugly!” His ears were still red and so were his cheeks. Both Brae and I looked at Cami and she nodded, supporting her brother’s statement causing me to slightly frown.

“Do you want me to meet your teacher?” Cami shook her head at my suggestion.

“No Daddy, he is just a stupid boy. He says anything he feels like.” She said with a completely indifferent tone and that’s exactly what I was saying. While Aiden would get riled up at something, Cami couldn’t have cared less about it.

“See, your sister understands. Someone calling her ugly doesn’t make her ugly. She is beautiful and no one’s changing that.” He angrily huffed and looked away.

“You can use your words but you’re not allowed to hit anyone. Do I make myself clear?” He reluctantly nodded.

…………………….

I came down the stairs to see Aiden and Cami playing. Cami’s dolls lay there forgotten while she was engrossed in her brother explaining something about his toy cars.

Before I could look around for Brae, the smell of cake hit my nostrils and I remembered her plans of baking one. As expected she was there.

I sneaked up to her and wrapped my arms around her waist. I rested my head on her shoulder and looked at the cake as she carefully placed the last piece of chocolate decoration in the centre of the cake.

Brae leaned back in my hold and sighed, her eyes still examining the cake.

“Perfect!” I said, kissing her cheek. She gave the cake one final glance before putting it in the refrigerator. Walking back to me, she wrapped her arms around my neck while I placed mine on her waist.

The kind of smile she flashed at me had always been my weakness. I bent my head and captured her lips in a kiss. Placing her hands in my hair lightly, she kissed back. I tasted the chocolate in her mouth, probably the ones she had been eating while baking the cake.

She was smiling too hard into the kiss which ended up breaking the kiss. I pulled back and gazed at her face.

“I didn’t even realise when we passed six years!” She said, making us both sway gently from side to side.

“Seems like yesterday?” I watched her nod at my words.

“So what are our plans for tomorrow?” I asked, causing her to shrug a little.

“Let me think, I-” Well she didn’t get to finish her sentence when we heard a thud followed by a cry. We looked at each other before sprinting out of the kitchen. Once we came to the living room we saw Aiden pulling Cami’s hair.

“Aiden, stop it.” Brae once again pulled him off her. I picked her up and held her close to me.

“Ssh sweetheart, it’s okay.” I wiped the tears that had rolled down her cheeks. She stared at my face for a long second before wrapping her tiny hands around my neck and putting her face in the croon of my neck.

“Why did you hurt your sister?” He looked up at my serious face and then glared towards Cami.

“She broke my car.” He pointed an accusing finger at her.

“Cami?” Brae called in a questioning manner and I immediately felt her grip tightening around my neck. I nodded at Brae, letting her know and saw her sigh.

“At home you two are always fighting and then you beat up a guy because he says something mean to your sister and you come up to defend your brother.” At her words, Aiden put down the broken car that was in his hand.

“That’s because only I can call her ugly.” Brae stared at him blankly before slumping down on the couch.

“Come here.” I put Cami down and both of them took small steps to stand in front of their mother.

“I shouldn’t see you two fighting. If you do, I’ll take away your toys. Am I understood?” They both glanced at each other before nodding.

“Yes, Mommy.” Their answers were synchronised.

“Now say sorry to each other.” At her instruction, they slowly turned towards each other.

“I’m sorry for pulling your hair.” Aiden mumbled.

“Cami, you want to say something?” I prompted when she was quiet even after seconds.All content © N/.ôvel/Dr/ama.Org.

“I’m sorry for breaking your car.” They were still staring at each other.

“Good.” Brae said but a mischievous smile broke out on Cami’s face.

“But I’ll do it again.” She stuck her tongue at him before taking off, giggling. No need to say that Aiden followed her.

“Kids, careful.” Brae shouted after them.

“They will give me grey hair.” She said putting her hands on her waists. I pulled her close and locked her in my arms.

“And you’ll still look beautiful with it.” I said with a cheeky smile.

“But not as beautiful as I would look with fine lines.” We both chuckled at her words.

“So where were we?” I moved away the loose strands of hair from face and put them behind her ears.

“Plans for tomorrow?” She asked, picking at my shirt with her nails.

“Mhmmm, Netflix and cuddling?” I was waiting for her to narrow her eyes at my suggestion. Obviously celebrating your anniversary on the couch doesn’t sound too exciting. Contrary to my expectation, she shrugged, looking unbothered.

“Yeah, sounds great! What more can I expect? After all, you are an old man.” I blinked at her words. Did she just call me old!?

“You didn’t just call me old!” I voiced my disbelief and saw a smirk plastered on her face.

“But I did.” I chuckled lowly before picking her up and throwing her on my shoulder. She let out a squeal before gripping my t-shirt.

“Put me down.” She exclaimed as I started walking up the stairs.

“Nope, this old man has got plans for you.” I was making a beeline for our bedroom. Wait, didn’t we forget something? Something like…. a cake? Ehh- nevermind!