Hunter and Daisy entered the front door to their resort villa in silence. They had just returned from Daisy’s initial gynecology appointment at the Southwestern Hospital for Magical Peoples, and it was still an overwhelming reality for the two nineteen-year-olds. Their extended honeymoon – which they had spent in a different nightclub, a different city, every week – was brought to a grinding halt with the news of Daisy’s pregnancy.
“Twelve weeks along, huh?” Hunter said, running his hands through his hair. These were the only words that popped into his head at the moment.
Daisy took a seat on the sofa, her head hanging in her palms. A soft sob escaped her lips, sending Hunter into a panic.
“Hey, don’t cry,” he said quickly, taking a seat beside her. His hand began to rub gentle circle
