“A baby? How? When?” She muttered feebly, turning her face away from Derek, as if trying to get answers from someone else, who was not in the room with them.
Derek knew she was surprised, hence the flood of questions. “The doctor said you needed to be monitored closely, we can't afford to lose you or the baby,” he said, while gently rubbing her hands.
Slowly, she turned to face him, she took an unsteady breath, Derek's eyes were fixed on her face, and he seemed to be struggling with himself, then he burst out.
“Daphne, are you not happy? We have been praying to the moon goddess for two years for this to happen. I understand that you don't remember any of that, but I don't seem to understand why you seem dejected,” he asked in a stiff tone.
After a long moment, she responded, “I am hap
