Luke has finally managed to stop crying. I still have him in a hug until Calum comes walking into the room.
"Errm, Luke? It's time to go buddy." He mumbles. Luke stares into my eyes and nods. I kiss his nose and run my hand down his arm before watching him drag his suitcase out of the room. As soon as I hear the front door close I burst out crying. I'm in the house completely alone, apart from the babies and Luna. Luna runs up to me and hugs me tight.
"It's only a few months. You'll be fine, I promise! Please don't cry. I know it's hard." She whispers. I end up soaking Luna's sweater and hear my babies crying.
"I'm so sorry! Shhh shhh shhh shh!" I panick, rocking the crib. "Please don't cry, daddy will be back soon..." I cry. They carry on. I can't do this. Luke's much better.
"Hey, don't worry... You're gonna do fine." Luna tries to calm me down. I collapse onto my bed and sob there.
"I'm a terrible mother! I'm not fit for this. I need Luke... They're gonna grow up to hate me!" I scream into the pillow. I feel Luna do something and the babies stop cryin and laugh instead. It's not long before they're fast asleep again.
"Grace, please don't say that. It's not true! You don't know that. Grace, you're gonna do great. I promise you." She states. I sit up and wipe my tears away.
"Really? But look at me, I'm a mess!" I mutter.
"That's not what matters, what matters is that Luke loves you so much, that he planned to... Oh no, forget I was saying anything!"