I sat on the doctor’s bed, trying to figure out if what I just heard was the truth. Was that dream that I had telling me that I was going to be a mother? I fiddled with my fingers and looked at everything in the room, but the doctor.
“Ms. Deans?” The doctor called my name.
My eyes wandered to his and he gave me a small smile. I was not sure what to say. I thought vampires were not able to produce? How could I be pregnant by one? I took a deep breath and the doctor patted me on the shoulder.
“It’s nothing wrong with being pregnant.” He told me.
“But, I’m only 18.” My voice cracked.
He smiled and nodded his head.
“I’ve had mothers in here at the age of 15.” He told me. “Your age is the most common age that I have h
