There was a soft knock on my door. It was my grandparents coming up to check on the both of us. “Krista, Brayden are you two ok” My grandpa asked. I was sitting on the edge of the bed and Brayden was sitting next to me. Obviously not ok from what had happened. MY grandma looked in my room and saw us. “Oh Krista, Brayden” she said running in there and wrapping her arms around the both of us as we cried. “It will be ok. You two did what had to be done. Everyone knows that and accepts that. All except the two of you. Now you two have to pull it together and accept it as well. You did nothing wrong” My grandpa said. “You have to be strong for those four babies in the nursery waiting for their parents to come hold them” Grandma told me as shee dried my eyes. “Now you need to control your emoti
