- 22 May 2019, 11:39
Aidan was right. It was happening too fast for Ciceron to understand too. This entire pregnancy was something strange; it had lasted too long, survived too much, and yet was about to end so quickly. But having downed his coffee despite the boiling heat, dosed Viola with the painkiller, and prepped everything...he felt he had at least done what he could.
Some time later, after a lot of screaming from Viola, there had been a moment of silence. It was promptly followed by crying.
A few more minutes passed; Viola had fallen limp, breathing heavily, sweat on her skin and body shaking. She had her eyes closed, clearly glad it was over. Little did she know that the real difficulty would be the next 18 years or so.
Ciceron stood, holding something wrapped in a blanket, looking down at the little form.
"Would you like to hold your baby?" He asked, though as he looked out, it appeared as though Viola would need a few minutes to recover. He glanced to Nathan. "She's had a boy."