Epilogue
“You just ate not half an hour ago. How are you still hungry?” I frowned down at the ginger baby latched on my left breast. “I swear you know when we’re in a rush.”
As if on cue, an angry wail erupted from the other side of the room. My shoulders slumped in defeat as my very pregnant, soon-to-be sister-in-law laughed and carried my other daughter over to me, deftly placing her in my right arm. “We are definitely not making it on time.”
“Probably not,” Mira said as she patted the now remarkably quiet baby’s head. “But I do think being a new mother of twin girls and the bride gives you some leeway when it comes to punctuality.”
“Not to mention the bride of Louis and Liam,” Evelyn, my other sister-in-law, said dryly from her seat by the door. She was holding her own, sleeping bab
