Cameron's POV

I'm currently 30 weeks pregnant and just got off the phone to Keiran. He had purchased the twin donkey bugaboo pram for me and I was so grateful yet so annoyed at him for spending that money. He told me it was a gift to his nieces. He also brought me the car capsules that attach to the pram. I was a sobbing mess on the phone to him. He assured me that it was nothing.

We spoke for a while before he warned me that Keith had hired a private investigator to search for something. He wasn't sure what but that was the first time he had said anything to me about Keith. He had never once mentioned him before the entire time since I left the city and Keith. I thought nothing of it to be honest. He had moved on and I was to busy to dwell on what happened. I needed to focus on myself and the twins. Keith was in the past and once we reached the 1 year and 1 day mark we could be legally divorced.

I got off the phone to Keiran and finished up the order I was working on. By the time I was finished it was close to 7.30pm and I was beyond exhausted. I was still living with my parents and they had been the best of help to me. I didn't know how I was going to repay them at all.

We had decided the granny flat downstairs at my parents place, would be turned into my room and the nursery because it would be easier being downstairs with newborn babies by myself getting them to and from the car and it also had more room to fit everything in. I would still be upstairs with the babies when someone could help me up there and we would be having our meals upstairs but this way not everyone would have to be up during the night when the twins were up. Dad still had work and I didn't think it was fair for him to be disturbed all the time with me having to feed in the middle of the night.

We had painted the downstairs and set it up with a microwave, fridge, rocking chair, a queen bed for me, change table, two cots and two chest of draws. There was also room for a couch and TV which I had yet to order. My brother and dad had started to put everything together for me just incase. I had also been buying nappies and wipes with each grocery shop so I had a stash when the babies arrived.

I locked up my work space with Sage and then we both headed out, Sage lived near blueys beach and like most kids out here had her own car. I headed off home and dragged myself upstairs. I was going to eat dinner and then shower before falling into bed. When I got upstairs my parents were watching the news. "Cam, have you heard the news tonight?" Dad asked me. "Nope I'm exhausted, had a massive order to finish. I'm going to eat, shower then head to bed" I replied. Just then my brother came running up the back stairs to my parents house bursting into the room. "Cameron you need to see the news" he said before going onto my parents computer and getting onto whatever he wanted me to see.

I walked over and there on the screen was Keith. "Why do I need to see this?" I asked. "Just watch" Phil replied. "Keith is it true you found out that Sarah orchestrated the entire scandal causing you to seperate from your wife after you allegedly assaulted her?" Asked a reporter. "Sarah did in fact orchestrate the entire thing" he replied. "Keith is it true your wife is pregnant with your child and you have no idea where she is or how the baby is?" Another reported asked. "I am unsure if she is pregnant or not. She did inform me she was pregnant before we seperated but I am unsure how or if the pregnancy progressed" he stated.

"Keith our sources say she is in fact very much pregnant with your child however you have signed your rights away to any child she is to birth. What do you have to say about that? Also where is your wife now? Are you still in the process of getting a divorce?" A report asked. "We are not getting divorced. I love my wife very much. This has all been a misunderstanding that's all" he replied.

I slammed the computer shut. "A misunderstanding? Ha. He has got to be kidding. The divorce will be going ahead. I can't deal with this now I'm going to shower and go to bed" I say before heading up to the bathroom. I'm no longer hungry.

I take my time in the shower. My back is killing me and the water seems to be helping. I sing to

my babies while showering which makes them settle down and stop moving so much. They are always so active and it can be painful, there isn't much more room in there so I often get a kick in the ribs which hurts.

Twin 2 is also laying on my spine which can be painful. Tonight I know I'll be using the wheat bag to place on my lower back. I usually reheat the bag during the night on one of my many toilet trips. Twins on your bladder isn't the most fun especially when it wakes you at least three times a night. Once out of the shower I head to my room grabbing my wheat pack and heading to the kitchen to warm it up. I hear my phone ringing in my room but I couldn't be bothered going to answer it. I say goodnight to my family again who are deep in conversation before heading up to bed.

I check my phone and see it's Keiran who called me but I'm way to exhausted to have a conversation with him now. I get into bed cuddling my body mate pillow and tuck my wheat pack into the back of my pants so it's is resting on my lower back before trying to get some much needed sleep. I have tomorrow off so I don't need to set and alarm. I plan on sleeping most of tomorrow because carrying two babies is exhausting as hell. I soon doze off and I welcome the sleep.