(Two sides to the coin)
Jonathan POV
This is all terrible. The hospital is in disarray, and my family is fighting again. It’s as if every time we try to hold things together, everything falls apart. I glance back at my baby twin, Mario—Kiko. He’s just exploded, his anger like a storm that sweeps through everything. Years of being bullied by our father, and now, all of a sudden, Dad is trying to act differently. But Kiko can see through him. It’s too little, too late.
He stormed out of here, probably needing to cool down before he hurt someone—before he hurt us. As much as I want to stop him, I know better. It’s better this way, for now. My hands tremble, and a tear slips down my face. John steps closer, wiping it away gently with his thumb before placing a soft kiss on my cheek. His tou
