Y/n's p.o.v:
I couldn't stop thinking about Aiden. I feel bad for not letting him see his kids but I'm scared about what everyone else would think. I looked at Riley and Edward and saw that they were sleeping. I smiled and walked up to the Moses basket. I held their hands as they held my fingers. "Would you like to see dad? Would you?" I asked softly. I heard someone clear their throat. I turned round and saw Marcel. "Hey." I whispered. "Hey, so you're thinking about seeing Aiden?" I nodded in reply. "I just feel bad. It's his kids and I'm stopping him from seeing them. What if when they're older and they ask where the dad is? What am I going to say? Oh, mummy doesn't want you to see them-" "Y/n, you need to calm down." Marcel said cutting me off. "If you want Aiden to see them, call him. Send him a picture, invite him over. Don't feel bad. Think about what you want to do." Marcel explained and walked out. I sighed and looked at the babies and then at my phone. I nodded, "I'm going to call him." I mumbled to myself. I got my phone and got Aiden's name up. "Hello?" "Aiden it's me. Do you want to see the babies?"
