SERAPHINA:
I slam the door in Lamia’s haughty face. That was the longest philosophy class in history, followed by a torturous walk home under Lamia’s suspicious gaze. I'm not the best actor in the world, so trying to hide something this big is nearly impossible for me. But something is telling me that she is not to be trusted.
I lean against the door, sliding down until I fall on my knees in tears. How can this be? I was heartbroken when Dameon told me that Nephilim can't have children, and yet here I am.
I recount the days in my head. Every time I get the same answer; one week late. I look down at my stomach in wonder, knowing that there is a little creature growing inside me. I close my eyes as another wave of nausea crashes over me like a tidal wave. The joy and anger and pain I fee
