Chapter 82
“Everything looks fine, John. Perfectly normal for this stage.”
John rubbed his eyes, trying to get the memory to fade. He’d been barely able to keep from crying, or perhaps screaming and breaking everything within his reach.
Hearing a heartbeat from Branwen’s belly should have been a joyous experience, something to change his entire life. Instead it had been sad and clinical, like examining a test result for a patient who didn’t expect a good outcome and realizing he couldn’t give a different one.
Branwen seemed just as detached as he was struggling to be, not curious or asking any questions. Faolin might just as well have been examining a mannequin or a cadaver.
“That seemed fine to you?” John said from behind his hands.
“Physically, yes. Perfect. The rest we both know c
