Harper's POV
Days turned into months as my belly got bigger. I was already eight months pregnant and I couldn't wait to give birth already.
Severally Damon teased me that I waddled like a duck. His words were meant to annoy me but I didn't know why I couldn't reach the way he wanted me too. Rubbing my stomach had become a regular action, that way I felt my baby though I could see him yet.
Damon and I had gone on several ultrasounds to be sure that our baby was fine. He was still curious about the s*x of the baby but I stood by my words, and made sure that he didn't go behind my back to know the gender of our unborn child.
I had been pacing around the room with worry etching the features of my face. I had applied to one of the colleges in Birchlake and information came in that they had
