IVY'S WORLD

_________________IVY_________________

Shittttt..... I hissed, I can't even pick up my goddamn shoes... I have cried for like three times this morning.

Cas had left early to take care of something and I want to head out to go get a gift for my husband. I wanted something unique and special so I want to pick it myself.

I had already gotten help from Brandon on what Cas would really want. That's what you get when you married someone who already has everything. Getting a gift for him is always a hassle.

I left the room putting on a random slippers as I can't afford to get tired when I haven't even stepped outside.

Mario already in the wheel. It's even difficult for me to drive or sit comfortably in the car now but trust my husband. My comfort is his priorities.

We stopped at a nearest Mart and I move to the section already had what I want in mind. Few minutes later we're on our way to customize the items. I knew I can't stay to pick it and asked to mail her when it's ready.

I'm already hungry as it is. Don't blame me I'm feeding extra two people in my stomach. Marther has fed me this morning but I'm very hungry right now and I can't wait to eat.

As we drove along the quiet city streets back home, the day seemed calm. I chatted with Mario about his family, we have gotten much closer now as her wife occasionally visits me with fruits, her excitement for the babies' arrival, I'm already imagining what it would be like to hold them and to see Caspian as a father once again. But as we made our way back, heading down a narrow road toward home, the calm afternoon turned into a nightmare.

A car ahead suddenly veered unexpectedly into our lane. Mario reacted instantly, swerving to avoid the collision, but the road was slick from an earlier rain, and we lost control. On instinct, I used my hand to sheld my stomach. The car skidded, spinning as Mario tried to regain control, but we clipped the curb and jolted sharply, sending me forward against the seatbelt. In the impact, I felt a sharp, twisting pain low in my abdomen.

I gasped, instinctively clutching my belly, my heart racing as a deep fear overtook me. Mario was already on the phone, calling for help, his voice calm yet urgent as he relayed their location. My breathing quickened, and I could feel myself becoming dizzy. A terrible realization dawned on me as the pain persisted: the babies..... Oh God please help my babies... I felt blood down my legs and as much as I'm so scared right now I still need to be calm but its so hard to do.

Mario turned to me, his face etched with worry as he reached out to steady me. "Ivy, help is on the way. Just breathe, alright?"

But I could barely hear him over the rush of my own pulse. I gripped his arm, my fingers digging in as another wave of pain washed over her. "Mario… the babies… I think… it's too early."

Mario's eyes sank, I can see fear but he gave me a reassuring nod. "I'll get you through this, Ivy. Caspian will be here in no time." I was wondering how he's doing himself as I think it got him had. He's doing a great job masking his pains. Blood was dripping out from his arm and head but this man is more worried about me than himself.

It felt like ages, though only minutes passed before both the paramedics and Caspian's team arrived. He had been alerted as soon as the accident happened, and in his panic, he'd sent every resource he could muster to get to me because why is the whole place swimming with so many paramedics as if 10 people was in the accident.. I'm struggling to stay awake for my babies, I feel my eyes close many times even as they transferred me to hospital. I know I couldn't stay awake much but I needed to see him. I need to tell him to save our babies no matter what. He shouldn't give up on them.

When Caspian arrived at the hospital, his usually composed demeanor was gone. He rushed to my side, his face pale with worry as he took my hand.

Still clutching my belly, I looked up at him with a mixture of relief and fear. "Caspian… the babies… I think they're coming." tell them to save them. Don't worry about me.

He held my hand, his own trembling slightly, but his voice was steady as he spoke to me. "I'm here, Ivy. I'm right here. We're going to get through this."

His voice is becoming distinct and I can barely keep my eyes open. In a matter of seconds, I was out.

_________________Cas_______________

The doctors confirmed that Ivy was in premature labor, and a flurry of activity surrounded them as medical staff prepared for the early delivery and operation. I stayed by the waiting side waiting. The doctor had explained that she would be needing surgery instead of waiting for her to wake up.

Mario despite having received the greater impact of the accident because he was shielding Ivy did his best as well. He had told me on phone it's not an accident that they were purposely targeted. He's also in surgery now. Right now my priority is Ivy and the babies. God so help the devil that staged this accident. I was already boiling but I need to be calm for them. I had told Brandon and Nick to start investing immediately and do the needful.

Emma has gone to pick up Ian as I can't leave Ivy's side right now.

Hours later, the sound of two tiny cries filled the room, and Ivy is still out, I was already exhausted yet overwhelmed with relief, I looked at door waiting for them to call me in and as if on cue, they did, tears in my eyes as I had two small, delicate babies—perfect in every way, even though they had arrived sooner than planned. I gently held their tiny hands, my own eyes glistening with emotion as he looked from them to Ivy.

"You did it," I whispered, brushing a hand tenderly over her hair. "You're incredible, Ivy." even though she's yet to wake up.

The nurses took the babies away to clean them up.

Doctor Crane told me they would be moving them to the VIP room and I can be rest assured that everything is fine.

He said that the twins are healthy though they would still be observed for three days. Ivy fractured her arm as she used it to shield the babies. She would still be under observation as well. He said it would take her a little time to wake up as she went into double shock during the accident, although she managed to stay awake because of the babies but she needs total recovery, she has lost much blood already before getting here but everything is fine and she would be fine.

I signed in relief as I stepped out to allow them move Ivy to the room. In less than 10 minutes the room is ready and I stepped in. They had placed two cribs inside as well a "baby A and baby B name plate on each crib.

My parent's arrived,my mum looked at me with her eyes filled with tears as she took in the sight of me standing proudly by my newborns. She placed a gentle hand on my shoulder, her voice soft with wonder. "They're perfect, Caspian. They look just like you." My dad patted my back in assurance while looking at the babies.

I nodded, My gaze never leaving the twins. "I never thought it would feel like this," I murmured, almost to myself. "They're everything I never knew I needed."

Ivy's best friends, who had been there for her through all the ups and downs rushed in as well. Behind them was Emma and Ian who by now has changed and looking fresh. He rushed to me as he sighted me and I signaled him not to make much noise. He understood as I pick him up showing him his siblings.

Ian, say hi to your brother and sister.

He has the brightest smile on his face as he rushed down jumping and singing that he has a sister now.

I had to remind him that his mum is still sleeping. He rushed to her bed which I carefully guided him as he kissed Ivy's hand whispering "thank you Mummy to Ivy even though she's yet to wake up.

Everyone exchanged knowing smiles. We could already picture Ivy's joy when she would wake up to see her babies. They took turns holding My hand or patting my shoulder, reassuring me that Ivy would be just fine and would wake soon to experience the magic she'd waited for.

Everyone kept gushing over the babies and my went in to wash her hands in order to carry the baby. Emma things she would mistakenly throw the baby and has been scared to carry them.

I sat near Ivy caressing her hair.

Baby wake up and see our babies, they look like you and I because we made them together. I know you're strong and you would pull this like you always do...

My parents took Ian with them as I wouldn't be going home anytime soon until Ivy is discharged. I'm not about to leave my wife's side nor the kids.

The doctor had cleared the twins as there's no need to incubate them. He was amazed on how healthy they are. Although Ivy is just 2 weeks away from nine months before the accident. And they had been super active almost keeping Ivy awake most nights. She would held her stomach in pains but still endure them. There are times she would cry and there are times she would just want to be naughty.

I smiled know I have a strong woman by my side.

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For two days, the hospital room became a gathering place for love and admiration as My family and Ivy's friends took turns marveling at the new additions. The twins were tiny and delicate, yet remarkably resilient for their early arrival, a strength that had everyone in awe. I, who usually exuded an air of unshakable authority, had softened visibly. I was always at the twins' side, watching them through the incubators, his heart swelling with each breath they took. In those moments, I felt a deep, fierce love he'd never known before.

Ivy's friends, along with my family, filled the room with laughter, gentle words, and quiet excitement. They brought flowers and small gifts for the babies, little booties and blankets, each item carefully chosen to honor Ivy's taste and my role as a father. The twins' tiny faces and soft, wispy hair captivated everyone who laid eyes on them. Even the doctors and nurses found themselves drawn to the special bond radiating from this gathering.

Ian has been the most gentle ever since the twins arrival, he would ask you to stop screaming because of his mum or because his siblings are sleeping. He took the big brother role serious forgetting that he's still a kid himself.

The nurses has guided us through the baby's formula as Ivy is yet to wake up. I had been worried but the doctor assured me that she would soon waked up...

Mario's wife had also visited. Even though Mario is yet to wake up but the doctor also assure that he will be fine. My parents too had gone to see Mario with gifts too. He was moved to another VIP room where he's being taken care of. He had multiple operations but he pulled it up.

On the second evening, as the sun set and the room was bathed in a gentle, golden light, I stood by Ivy's bedside, my heart aching with a bittersweet mix of joy and longing. I knew how much she had wanted to be awake to see the twins' first days, to witness the miracle they had brought into the world together.

Then, just as I took her hand, Ivy's eyes began to flutter. She blinked, groggy but aware, and her gaze found me immediately. My breath caught, a smile breaking across my face as I squeezed her hand.

"Ivy," I whispered, leaning close. "You're awake baby."

She managed a small, tired smile. "The twins… are they okay?" Her voice was soft, filled with worry and love.

"They're perfect, baby, just like you" I

assured her, his eyes shining. "Just like their mother."

I gently helped her sit up, and pushed the cribs to her, together we looked over at the babies, who were lying peacefully sleeping. Ivy's eyes filled with tears as she took in the sight of her little ones, her heart bursting with love she hadn't known was possible. I held her close, a sense of completeness settling over us as we watched our new family with awe and gratitude.

Thank you baby, thank you for protecting them. Thank you for being so strong. I love you.

She smiles at me knowingly. I called in the doctor who came to check on Ivy. He said everything is fine but she can't make use of her right hand fully yet as it's yet to heal.

I guided her as she sat up again. I cleaned her body and just as I handed her the baby boy Brandon came in.

He had been busy trying to figure out exactly what happened that day. I know that him, showing his face here means they have answers and possibly done something too.

He has the biggest smile ever as he rushed to Ivy... Hugging her.

Careful there, that's my wife. I chastised him jokingly. He rolled his eyes on me and started gushing over the babies. Ivy's was just giggling over our bickering. 

Others came in as well, over joyed on Ivy waking up. She was with lots of hugs, love and care by all. My parents literally pushed me out of the way. They started telling her stories on everything and nothing.

In those moments, surrounded by friends and family, Ivy and I knew we had found our true home in each other and in the little lives we had just created together. The days ahead would be full of challenges, but for now, all that mattered was the love filling the room, a love strong enough to carry them all.

Ivy and I had come up with few names but nothing has been agreed on. I told her to do her wish when they where born. And at this moment when she had the boy in her arms she named him Author Donatus Asher. My father's face grew wide as he hugged his wife. My mum smiled knowingly. Ivy had named our son combining my grandfather and father's name. Brandon took Author and I handed her our daughter.

She smiles down at her and named her Ariel Luna Asher.

Oh my God... Emma screamed.

Different awwwn was heard as Emma went close and picked the baby for the first time with her being extremely careful. She mouthed a thank you to Ivy who smiled at her.

After a week in the hospital, Ivy and the twins were finally discharged, our arms full as we carried our newborn twins home for the first time.

Everyone is waiting for us at home including Ivy's family. They arrived last night.

The twins had grown stronger each day, and Ivy's strength had returned as well. Now, our family is ready to settle into this new chapter together.

Holding Ivy's hand and glancing down at his children, felt an overwhelming sense of pride and gratitude for me

As we stepped into the house, Ivy's friends and our family greeted us, each one beaming with joy and eager to welcome the twins home. It had been a collective effort to transform the nursery and while Ivy was in the hospital, and they had poured their hearts into doing a last touches as they had said making the space as beautiful and inviting as possible.

I led Ivy down the hall, her eyes lighting up with excitement. When we reached the nursery, I slowly opened the door, revealing a room that was nothing short of magical.

The walls were painted in soft, calming shades of lavender and pale blue, blending seamlessly into a dreamy night-sky mural with delicate stars and gentle clouds. The ceiling above them was adorned with a subtle, glowing constellation pattern, giving the room a warm, comforting glow as if to wrap the twins in starlight each night. A hand-painted moon rested above the two cribs, symbolizing the guidance and protection of family love.

Two cribs stood side by side, each decorated with soft bedding in soothing, natural tones, along with small, embroidered blankets with the twins' initials stitched in gold. Ivy ran her fingers over the blankets, her heart swelling at the care and thoughtfulness that went into every detail.

On the opposite wall, Brandon had arranged a cozy armchair for late-night feedings, complete with a plush throw and a side table stocked with a few small books. Ivy's friends had put together a small bookshelf, filled with classic storybooks and poetry that I and Ivy could read to the babies as they drifted off to sleep. Delicate mobiles hung over each crib, featuring little stars and clouds that swayed gently in the air, adding to the room's dreamy charm.

Above the bookshelf, a framed picture of Ivy and I on our wedding day hung beside a new family portrait taken just before the twins arrived. My family was all here, Ivy thought, and the room felt like a love letter to the life they had built.

As Ivy cradled one of the twins, she leaned against me, her eyes welling with tears of happiness. "It's perfect," she whispered, looking up at me. "They're going to feel so loved here."

I wrapped an arm around her, pulling her close as we gazed at the peaceful space our friends and family had created. I could picture our little ones growing up in this room, learning to laugh, to explore, to feel secure in a home filled with love.

Everyone stood in the doorway, watching the quiet scene with smiles, knowing they had been part of something truly meaningful. Ivy turned to them, smiling through happy tears. "Thank you, all of you," she said softly. "This is more beautiful than we could have ever imagined."

Slowly, we lay the twins down on their cribs and went downstairs as Marther has prepared lunch for everyone.

After eating, I lead Ivy up to let her rest.

It has been an amazing week with our loved ones.