Magnus
In the ninth month, Amara experienced a sudden and unmistakable sensation as if the water within her had burst, like a dam breaking open. She’s confined in the dimly lit healer’s room, my mind consumed with worry for her. The weight of the impending moment hangs heavy in the air, as if time itself has aligned for the revelation that will shatter Selene’s tender heart.
She’s nestled in her cozy den.
I eagerly trailed behind her, stepping into the inviting space. Her lips curl upwards, revealing a radiant smile as her eyes fixate on her reflection in the mirror.
“I'm in complete disbelief that we're finally going to lay our eyes on our precious child—”
“I need to have a serious conversation with you, Selene,” I interjected abruptly. She arched her eyebrows in surprise and delicat
