Whoops.

Zeno

Nero had to stay in the hospital for observations, but since we just learned about our early parenthood, he sent me back to our bedroom to rest. I wanted to stay in the hospital, but he kept insisting I needed proper rest, so I caved in.

Honestly, I am tired beyond limits; I didn't want to show it, so I wouldn't worry Nero, but I'm pretty sure he can see past my walls at this point.

As I walk down the halls, the pack members, every single one, who crosses my path, congratulate me. I exaggerated when I said Damon told everyone, but it seems like every little lie can hold the truth.

Though a smile spreads across my lips at each kind word coming from them, I can't help but wonder what reaction my father might have.

Nero is right; my father is a dick and always has been one, but that doesn't mean he's not my father anymore. I can't choose a parent, and so it happens the cards given to me by life aren't the best, yet, it is what it is.

As much as I hope he would be happy to become