Chapter 55

• Jose’s POV
• I have stared down the barrel of a pistol, went toe-to-toe with the meanest street fighting gangsters around, and haven’t been scared, but to see Abby giving birth to my babies, scares the hell out of me. She is in so much pain, and if I could I would change places with her in a heartbeat. I truly never thought of how hard it is for a woman to birth a child. As Abby’s screams get louder, I get more restless. Looking at my young wife I can feel all the love that I have for her. I can only hope that it is not to late for us to be happy together.
• My son is the first to come out. When I hear his cries for the first time pride envelopes me. Next, my daughter joins us, and she is even louder than my son. Finally, I can calm down some. Once they have my babies cleaned up, they hand our daughter to me and my son to my wife. All I can do is just stare down at the little girl in my arms. She is so beautiful. She looks just like her mother. We name her Isabella, as for my son, he is a spiting image of myself. We decide to name him Santiago. They are the perfect set of twins. When our family finally enters the room, they instantly take the babies from their parents so they can hold them.