girl meets the secret to life | lucaya & riarkle

28. Girl Meets Cousin (Part Two)

I screamed.

Very, very loud.

"What?" My cousin asked me.

Grace and Bethany.

My cousin's daughters are my daughters.

So Grace and Bethany are my second cousins.

I knew they looked like me... but I thought that it was just a coincidence.

They're related to me.

"No-" I whisper.

"What?!" Tessa asks again.

"Your daughters... I'm their adoptive mother, or I... I was."

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Lucas Friar's POV

"Are you okay?"

"I'm fine!" Lizzy sighs. "Just let me go to sleep now, Dad!"

"Okay, Okay," I sigh. "Goodnight, I love you. I'm really sorry."

"Goodnight!" She says, pulling up her covers. "I love you. Stop apologizing!"

I shut her door and make my way downstairs, setting my assignments out on the table.

What is the secret to life?

At the moment, I'm still trying to find out.

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Maya Hart's POV

"Excuse me?! What?"

"Our school," I begin. "It has this project going on called 'The Parent Project' for eight grade twelves. I was in it, and I was paired with my ex best friend Lucas Friar. We had, he has, four kids. An eight year old, Elizabeth, a five year old, Isaac, and twins. Grace and Bethany."

"Is it still going on?" She whispers.

"Well... umm... yes," I reply with a sigh.

"Then why aren't you there?" She asks.

"I quit."

"Why?"

"I don't really want to talk about it," I say. "It's complicated."

"Maya?" She whispers.

"Yes, Tessa."

"Can I see them? Can I see my girls?"

It takes her a minute to compose herself, as the fact that the twin's had two mothers now, hit her.

"Yes."

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Lucas Friar's POV

It was February 12th, two days to Valentine's. Zay was still pestering me about seeing Maya again.

But she'd ignored my text message, even if it was super important. She definitely doesn't want to see me again.

"Two and a half months," Elizabeth says, taking a bite out of her Waffle. "Nearly as long as you."

"Sorry," I murmur, pouring syrup on my own.

"Daddy!" Isaac yells from the living room. "Daddy!"

"What?" I ask, running into the living room.

"There's someone at the door! She has blonde hair!"

Elizabeth jumps out of her chair, and we both race to the door.

"Is it her?" Lizzy asks, bouncing up and down.