Emily's POV
"I'll knock his face off!" Evan, my twin brother, exclaimed when I told the family who was responsible for my pregnancy.
Everyone was gathered in the living room, drilling me with unnecessary questions as if the child was going to be born into poverty. I had more than enough money to give this child everything and anything his or her tiny heart desire.
"You're not going to do that Evan," I defended.
"He knocked up my baby sister and you think I—"
I didn't let him finish, I had had enough of his bickering and input. "JUST STOP! You're not going to do anything to him. I'm not in high school anymore Evan. I'm twenty six. I'm a woman and I don't need anyone fighting my battles for me because there isn't a battle to fight. This baby will be loved and spoiled in the best of wa
