My mind was in chaos as I was trying to get everything we need together since that arrogant excuse of a man waiting outside can't seem to understand the fact that I want nothing from him.

"Aargh..."

How dare he threaten to take my sons away from me!

I swallowed the sob that rose from my throat.

Two years!

Two freaking years. I never thought I'd see Lucas again. Never in my wildest dreams did I ever think he'll come looking for me.

Why had he come looking for me? I asked myself.

I shook my head and snorted.

It doesn't matter now anyways. He's here and he knows about the twins.

I've thought about our relationship over the past two years, especially during the first few months since Lucas and I broke up.

I guess we didn't know each other well enough.

It was a whirlwind romance. Things moved way too fast. From our first meeting to Lucas asking me to go back with him to LA and moving in together. We hadn't taken the time to get to know each other better to build the trust needed in a relationship.

I shook my head. No! That's not right. I wasn't the one who didn't trust our relationship, or him for that matter. In fact, I trusted him more than I've ever trusted anyone in the world.

I fell in love with him instantly and it was an all consuming kind of love. I felt in my heart that nothing could go wrong as long as I was with him. I allowed Lucas to sweep me off of my feet, and trusted him completely.

But then I guess there lies the problem.

Things went too fast between us, and at the first sign of problems, Lucas completely turned his back on me. He didn't trust me enough to listen to my explanations. He jumped to conclusions and threw me out of his home like a pile of trash.

He shattered my heart.

I trusted him, and he abandoned me. He abandoned me to deal with everything. He didn't look back... Until now, and now I have no choice but to let him back into my life. The twins need him and he is their father, and I've been selfish. Only thinking about my pain. I know how it feels like to grow up without a dad, and shame on me for thinking that my twins will be just fine without theirs.

I wipe away the tears that escaped my eyes.

I've been stupid and naive to believe that he loved me.

A part of me knew that he was out of my league. But I was a fool. A fool so deeply in love with him, that I trusted and believed that love will conquer all. So when he asked me to come to LA with him, I didn't think twice. I threw myself in his arms and said yes.

And look where that got me...

Then I turned to look at my twin boys, sleeping so peacefully. They saved me. They are the only good thing that came out of my foolishness. I'd do anything for my boys - even marry the very man who shattered my heart.

Fresh tears rolled down my cheeks.

A sob escaped me and covered my mouth with my hands to silence my sob.

I gave up everything. I left the life I had, the country I loved to be with Lucas. I had been consumed with trying my best at being the perfect girlfriend for Lucas. One that he can be proud of.

But in the end, it wasn't enough.

After everything I had done, he didn't believe in my love for him. He turned on me at the first chance he got.

He threw me out of his life, just as quickly as he has welcomed me in.

I closed my shut, and more tears flowed down my cheeks.

I quickly wiped them away.

I left the city and came here, where my mom was born and raised. I wanted to start anew.

I was alone and pregnant, and I knew I had to be strong for my babies.

I sold the dance studio I just opened and saved half of the money I got for when the twins are born, so I rented the cheapest apartment I could find, and looked for a job right away.

I had to make sure that I saved enough to raise a child. Then a couple months later, I found out I was having twins. I knew that the job at the coffee shop wasn't nearly enough, so I looked for a second job. The job I have at the diner.

I was determined to make it and raise my babies alone, without any help from Lucas. I wasn't about to come crawling back to him to beg him to take me back. Not after what he did.

But now... Lucas is here and demanding that I move back to the city with him, and marry him, so he can be a dotting father? I scoffed. How dare he?

I angrily wiped the tear that escaped my eye.

Damn it. Stop crying. Don't let him see you crying! I scolded myself.

I zipped up the suitcase before me.

I took a deep breath.

My fingers tightened on the suitcase as anger cursed through my body.

Don't give him the power over you!

Think of the boys.

Do this for them.

At least he believes the twins are his, I told myself.

The boys are all that matters.

"Are you ready?" I jumped at his voice.

"I'm ready. The twins won't be happy about interrupting their sleep," I told him.

"They'll sleep at the hotel," he said.

"Have you even thought about this? I mean really thought this through? How are we going to get to the airport? We need a few things at the plane before we travel..."

"It's taken care of. I made some calls while you were in here packing. My driver will be back with car seats for the twins. We'll be staying at a hotel before we leave tomorrow. The jet will be equipped with everything we need by tomorrow."

"And my apartment? I have a lease and..."

"I've got it settled, Olivia," he said in exasperation. "Stop trying to make excuses. Stop being difficult," he snapped.

I glared at him. "I'm not being difficult. I'm being sensible and I'm thinking clearly, which I'm not sure I could say about you right now," I mumbled

"If you were thinking like a sensible woman would, then you would have done what is right and told me you were pregnant!" He snapped.

Before I could say anything, "Are you done? I want to get out here," he said.

"Fine. Just let me wake the boys up."

"Let me get them," he said.

"But..." My protests died on my mouth as he proceeded to wake the boys up.

I was annoyed at the fact that he was totally ignoring my concerns... The arrogant man!

To my surprise the boys didn't protest or wail. Once they saw their father, they grinned and waved their arms up to be carried.

The arrogant jerk had the nerve to smirk at me.

"Let's go," he said as he carried the boys out of the room.

When we got to the living room a man in a suit was standing there.

The man walked up to me and helped me with my bags.

"Thanks," I said.

He nodded in acknowledgement and carried my bags out the door.

"You won't need any of the furnitures so..."

"They are not mine."

"Thank god," I heard him mutter as he carried the boys out of my apartment.

"Kópanos!" Jerk. I muttered as I followed him out the door.

Once I locked the door, I turned to Lucas who was busy playing with the twins.

"You have to wait. I have to tell and explain to Claire what's going on," I said.

Lucas nodded. "We'll wait here," he said.

"She's gonna want to say goodbye to the boys," I said.

"Fine," he grumbled and followed me to Claire's door.

I knocked on Claire's door and a few moments later she opened it.

"Olivia, is everything okay?"

I forced out a smile. "Yes. Listen, I can't thank you enough for everything that you've done for me and the boys," I said.

"Don't be silly, dear. It was my pleasure."

"I'll be leaving now. I'm going back to LA with the boys' father," I said. "I just wanted to say goodbye, and thank you again, for everything."

"Oh dear. I'm going to miss you and those boys. You come back any time," she said as we hugged each other.

"Here," I said giving her an envelope containing some money."

She started shaking her head and pushed the envelope back in my hands. "No dear," she started saying.

"Oh, please Claire. Please take it. It's not much," I said as I closed her hand around the envelope. "It's not much, but I hope it helps you with your meds. I'll never forget you and everything you've done for us. You know my number. Call me anytime. If you ever need anything, don't hesitate to call me, okay?" I said.

She smiled and nodded. "I will. You take care of yourself and the boys. I'm really glad that you have that young man to help you now. Be happy, Olivia," she said.

"Thanks," I said and hugged her one last time.

"You take care of your boys and this fine girl, ya hear?" Claire said to Lucas.

Lucas smiled and nodded. "With my life." I bit back my snort at his reply. I have no doubt that he'll protect the twins. But as for me? He couldn't careless.

Claire then kissed the boys goodbye.

I blinked back my tears.

Claire really has been like a second mom to me and the boys. I'll miss her terribly.

"Are you okay?" Lucas asked as we headed down the stairs.

"Fine," I said.

"Look, Olivia, things will be better from now on. I promise," he said.

"Don't make promises you can't keep, Lucas," I said and hurried down the stairs before he could reply.

Once the twins were settled, Lucas settled down beside me.

"Livie, I am a man of my word. You should know that by now. I don't make promises I can't keep," he said.

I snorted.

"Livie!"

"Stop it. Stop calling me that. It's Olivia."

"You'll always be Livie to me."

"I'm not your anything, Lucas. This -," I pointed to the situation between us "- is nothing but two people trying to do what's best for their kids."

"And how do you expect we do that, if we're always at each other's throats?" He retorted.

"What did you expect? You forced me into this and you threatened to take my sons away from me!"

"Which I wouldn't have done if you hadn't kept them from me!" He snapped back.

The twins burst out crying.

Damn it.

I turned to the twins and tried to comfort them.

"Look, Livie, I'm sorry. I promised that I will do my best to put everything behind us and start anew, but I can't do it alone. We both have to leave the past behind and focus on becoming the best parents we can be for our sons. Can we at least do that?"

I nodded. "Fine. For the twins."

He nodded in return. "For our twins."