Dafne's POV
“Are you feeling better, my love?” I nod, enjoying his caress on my hair.
Everything that had happened had left me feeling nervous and unwell. We decided to lie down for a while.
I feel happy, worried... I don't know.
“Grumpy, you're tense,” I sigh.
“My stomach hurts. I don't know if that's good.” His hand travels to my abdomen and he slips it under my blouse, touching my skin.
“Relax, you're very tense.” He starts to move his hand and magically the pain subsides.
I close my eyes at the relief that the warmth of his hand rubbing my belly gives me.
“Better?” I nod, keeping my eyes closed. “Don't you see, my love? It's our baby. Daddy's magic hand makes it feel better.” I smile like a silly girl in love.
Hearing him say that is beautiful.
“You're going to make me cry,
