«Rennie… I'm pregnant with our child,» she murmurs with a radiant smile, pressing her hand gently over mine against her belly.
Tears of joy stream from her eyes like rivers, her gaze shining with happiness.
«O-Our child…» I repeat weakly, my voice trembling.
Isabelle… does she really carry my child? Could that even be possible? I'm a vampire, she's human… I never imagined our two species could conceive. I should ask John Hawkley to confirm, though the thought of his answer terrifies me.
If the answer is no… it would mean the child isn't mine. But then what should I do? Pretend not to know she's pregnant with another man's child? Demand a DNA test? Isabelle wouldn't take that well. Still, raising a child while knowing it isn't mine… wait.
Raising a child…
