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“Same as every morning,” Calla replied as she hung her head over the toilet.

I knew the answer to my next question because it was the same response every morning. “Can I get you anything?”

“No.”

I heard footsteps coming. “We need to tell them.”

“Calla,” Valencia called and then peered into the bathroom. “Are you—is that blood?”

I turned to see her blue eyes wide. “Val—”

“It’s fine, Valencia.” Calla stood and moved to the sink to rinse out her mouth.

“How is all of this fine? You’re barfing blood,” Valencia shouted.

“I’ll do whatever you want to do,” I stated before I left the bathroom. I went back to the dining room and sat back down.

“Everything okay?” Marcy asked.

“Yeah,” I replied, and my gaze met Shauna’s. I have to say that Shauna was taking the fact that her daughter was a pregnant vampire pretty well. It was what she had wanted for Calla her whole life. Not the vampire part, but the part where her daughter was loved by someone. She smiled at me slightly to indicate she understood what was happening.

Calla and Valencia returned a few moments later. “I’m just going to say it,” Valencia started. “Calla was throwing up blood in the bathroom, and her doctor fiancé is acting like he doesn’t care.”

“You were throwing up blood?” Betha asked.

Calla’s dark gaze met mine. Fuck, I missed her green eyes. “It’s up to you,” I replied out loud to her silent question of if we should tell them.

“Tell us what?” Al asked.

“Everyone finish eating, and then we have something to tell you,” Calla replied and picked up her fork, only to push the spaghetti around on her plate.

Valencia pushed her plate away from her. “After seeing you barf blood, I’m good.”

“So dramatic,” Calla mumbled.

“I’m full as well. Thank you for the lovely dinner,” Shauna said to Marcy.

Everyone started to stand. “Not a problem. Just leave your plates, and I’ll clean up,” Marcy said.

“Since I already know what Calla is going to tell you all, I’ll do the dishes,” Shauna stated.

It was Marcy’s turn to object. “I can’t let you—”

“How about we leave it all here, and after we break the news, we all help?” I suggested. Everyone agreed and finally moved to the living room.

“All right,” Calla started. “Everyone take a seat.”

“You’re making me nervous.” Betha laughed.

“I’m more nervous,” Calla replied as she stepped closer to me.

I pulled her to my side and kissed the top of her head. “I can do it,” I offered.

She looked up at me. “I got it. Just be prepared if anyone faints.”

We both chuckled.

“I’ve got V if she faints,” Athan said to Calla and me telepathically.