Amelia's Point of View
As soon as we stepped out into the sunshine, I felt much better, better than I had done all morning. Perhaps my baby needed a good old-fashioned dose of vitamin D to stop him from making his mother feel sick. I reached up to touch my nose and winced slightly with the contact. It was going to take something a little more powerful than the sun to fix my face. Especially if I kept dropping to the floor like a sack of potatoes.
"So when are you going to tell Peyton the good news?" Raya's excitement was almost as palpable as my own.
"Well, I want to tell him now, but he's at the hospital. I know better than to disturb him whilst he's there."
I wanted Raya to scoff, to tell me that I should just go marching in there and demand to see my mate. But I was dreamin
