💢 #CHAPTER 3️⃣ 💢

Juana studied their faces, her motherly intuition kicking in.

Something about their excitement felt off. They usually protested or asked endless questions whenever she planned to leave with Frank. This eagerness was... strange.

"Really? I don’t want anyone calling me halfway through the evening, begging me to come back home," she said, her tone skeptical.

"No, Mum! We won’t disturb you. Go have fun at the party with Dad," Kehindey said convincingly. "We’ll just sit back and watch some movies."

Juana squinted slightly, her instincts telling her that something wasn’t right. She murmured under her breath, "These kids don’t act like this. Something is wrong somewhere."

But she chose not to voice her suspicions aloud. Instead, she nodded. "Alright then. I’ll go with your father. But remember—no misbehavior."

Frank had just returned from work and was already enjoying his dinner. Juana’s thoughts remained on the twins’ odd behavior.

Later that night, as she lay in bed, her mind kept circling back to the way they had reacted.

"These kids don’t usually act this way." she thought. "Could it be that something is wrong? Or are they just growing up?"

She sighed, her neighbor’s earlier words echoing in her mind: “Are you sure those kids aren’t doing something they shouldn’t be doing?”

"No, no, no!" Juana whispered to herself, shaking her head. "My children can’t do such a thing. That woman is just trying to cause trouble."

She waves off the thought, forcing herself to sleep. Sleep refused to come, and Juana found herself sitting at the edge of the bed, biting her nails.

"I need to know for sure," she murmured. "I need to put my mind at ease."

She got up quietly and walked to Frank’s old work bag. Frank was once a photographer before landing his current job. From the bag, she pulled out a small camera.

With careful steps, she tiptoed to the twins’ room. Their door was slightly ajar, and the room was dark except for the soft glow of a bedside lamp.

Juana slipped inside, mounted the camera on top of their wardrobe, and adjusted it to face their beds. Then, she crept out just as silently, her heart pounding.

"If there’s any truth to what that woman said, this camera will prove it. But I know in my heart my children wouldn’t do such a thing," she whispered to herself, biting her fingers nervously. Finally, exhaustion overtook her, and she drifted off to sleep.

The next evening, Juana stood in front of the mirror, applying some powder to her face as Taiwo and Kehindey stared at her.

"Mum, you look so beautiful," Taiwo said with a smile.

"Yeah! More beautiful than Queen Elizabeth of England," Kehindey added, grinning.

Juana laughed softly. "Thank you, my darlings."

She turned to them, her expression turning serious. "Now, listen to me. Be good while your father and I are out tonight. No trouble, no issues, and no bothering the neighbors. Understand?"

"Yes, Mum," Taiwo replied quickly. "We’ll stay inside the house till you and Dad returns. You won’t have to worry about anything."

Juana smiled, kissing them both on their cheeks. "That’s what I like to hear."

The twins followed her outside, where Frank was waiting by the car. Juana wave to them one last time before climbing into the passenger seat. The car’s engine roared to life, and they drove off into the evening.

As soon as the car disappeared from view, Kehindey turned to his sister. "What next?" he asked, his voice low.

Taiwo’s lips curled into a sly smile. "Stop acting like you don’t know," She replied romantically.

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