CHAPTER 82

Sutton_ One month later I thought I knew the definition of the word tired. It wasn’t as if I was a stranger to hard work. However, nothing could have prepared me for the twins. I felt like a zombie most days. A zombie with gigantic tits that leaked everywhere. I hardly ever knew what day it was or even what time of the day. All I did was feed the babies and change diapers. And don’t even get me started on my hormones. Avery would cry than I would cry and Evie couldn’t be left out of...