Carrington
Upon the arrival of my loved ones, my parents among them, the air was heavy with a sense of gravity. My mother approached me with a stern expression, her voice low and serious. "Carrington," she began, "we must have a vital conversation regarding the nutritional needs of the boys. Have you given thought to the possibility of introducing formulas?"
I was so wrapped up in taking care of Oaks and praying she'd recover; I didn't even consider that my boys might need formula. Now I'm left with a million questions about how it'll affect their health and growth. I guess I'll have to talk to the damn doctor and get some answers before I lose my mind.
This is just great. Now it hits me like a ton of bricks - I'm their only hope. And let's be real, I can't do this alone. I'm going to
