Danny’s POV: First days, then weeks, then months passed. Gabby’s belly was growing and growing. I was growing more uneasy the bigger she got. Just so you know, I would not ever care if Gabby gained weight. She is beautiful - period. I was more concerned that she should not be getting so - pregnant. I mean, isn’t there a regular size that babies are usually? I know that it is probably a huge gap, but there must be an average. My mate looks like she could be carrying more than one baby. I did not voice my worry, I didn’t want to upset her. I haven’t talked about it with anyone. As if on cue, I received a mindlink, ‘Danny please come to my office’. It was my father. I wonder what he wants? I walked along the hallway from where I was in the living room and knocked on his door.

