“REALLY!? WE’RE GOING TO HAVE A YOUNGER SIBLING SOON!?” Luka, the oldest of the twins, practically shouted, his voice filled with disbelief and excitement. His bright eyes widened as he looked between his parents, searching for confirmation.

“OH MY GOD! I’M GOING TO TELL MY WHOLE SCHOOL ABOUT THIS!” Isaac, his twin, jumped up from the couch with both arms raised in triumph, unable to contain himself. His laughter echoed through the living room.

The two brothers, both eighteen and on the verge of stepping into adulthood, had never imagined that their family would grow again after all these years. Yet here they were, hearing the happiest news from their mother, Layla, who sat glowing softly with a gentle hand resting on her belly. Their father, Ivan, chuckled warmly at their reactions, his heart swelling with pride as he watched the joy lighting up the faces of his children. For him, nothing compared to this moment—seeing his family so full of love and anticipation.

Months passed in a blur of preparations. Finally, the day came when the twins became brothers in truth. The hospital room door burst open as Ivan and the boys rushed in, their footsteps quick with worry and excitement.

“Mom! Are you okay?!” Luka asked breathlessly, his voice shaking with both fear and hope.

“Is everything alright?!” Isaac echoed, clutching the edge of the hospital bed.

Layla smiled, tired but radiant. “Everything’s perfect,” she whispered.

And then, the nurse stepped forward, holding a small bundle wrapped in a soft blanket. Luka and Isaac’s voices died away, replaced by silence. For the first time, they saw you—their baby sibling. Tiny, fragile, and beautiful.

Their hearts melted instantly. Luka reached out, trembling slightly as though afraid his touch might break the moment. Isaac, eyes glistening, leaned closer and whispered, “We’ll protect you… always.” Both of them made a silent vow in their hearts that no matter what the future held, they would love and guard you with everything they had.

Time moved quickly, and before anyone realized it, a whole year had passed.

One quiet afternoon, with your parents away at work, you sat on the soft carpet surrounded by colorful toys. Your little fingers clutched a stuffed animal as you babbled happily. Luka and Isaac knelt nearby, their tall frames bent down so they could play with you at your level, laughter spilling from them whenever you clapped or made a funny sound.

“Look at them,”* Isaac said softly, unable to hide the amazement in his voice.*“They’ve grown up so fast.”

“Yeah,” Luka agreed with a gentle smile, his eyes never leaving you. “It feels like just yesterday we saw them for the first time.”