73 Days
"We could try again, I could open the door, but it would be pointless, the cat always wins."
"So...am not pregnant, right?" My heart was racing like it was competing with a freight train and my lungs were inept at their function- Seraya could not give me the results fast enough, before I died from lack of breath.
"Wait Reese, this process takes time, if it were a human baby, I'd know by now, demonic energy can sometimes be tricky." I don't know what Seraya is saying, but hopefully she has not detected any demonic energy because there is none.
"Well my arms are getting tired, and I'm supposed to be grounded, remember? I don't want mom to go to my room and find me gone." I grumbled, hoping she'd gain a sense of urgency. This is not the most comfort
