Liam
"Pregnant... She's... We... Her's... We are having a baby..." White floors, white walls, the smell of antiseptic.... Maggie is having my baby. My fingers grip the hair on my scalp but I don't even feel a thing as I pull this way and that way on myself.
"Liam..." Maggie's voice sounded small compared to normal. Jesus, I haven't even stopped to think about her, and how she feels about all of this.
I plop down in the chair that is across from her, blowing out a deep breath of air. "You okay?"
"Me?" Maggie looks at me questioningly. "I think I'm doing perfectly fine, compared to you anyway. Compare me to someone else? Maybe, someone who didn't just discover she's pregnant with a mate that seems completely traumatized by the revelation, I might tell you I'm holding up as well as the
