Novel & Cerita Is Dove Cameron Pregnant

But I have to. My voice comes out rough, shaking. “Dove, you’re pregnant.” She freezes, her eyes wide. “I…I’m having a baby?” She gasps, almost instinctively sliding a hand to her belly. “I’m sorry, it’s my fault. I don’t…we never talked about this. I don’t—” She lowers her head, staring at her toes. My heart sinks. She hasn’t even heard the worst part. “There’s more, isn’t there?” She asks in a monotonous voice, and a tear rolls down my cheek.

The doctor said, and I looked at him. "Baby," I said, confused. "Yeah, the baby seems to be fine, but I still want to do an ultrasound when she wakes up," The doctor said "Wait, are you saying that Cami is pregnant?' Blaire asked, and the doctor looked at both of us "She didn't tell you, did she?" he asked "No, she didn't," I said I couldn't believe what the doctor was saying. Camela was pregnant, and I was going to be a father. A little fear, as well as a lot of happiness, came to me.

She just doesn’t flaunt it. I glance in Millie’s direction often to see if she is looking at me or smiling. My eyes linger on her and I lose my train of thought. Even when her eyes slide my way, I am still staring. She looks so at ease, natural, and confident in what she is doing. We hold each other’s gaze and if it isn’t for my phone receiving a message, I wouldn’t have looked away. I read the message Dovey sent with an inward groan. She is starting to become needy. Now she is claiming to be pregnant, but I am always careful to always use a condom. I never fuck raw because I don’t want to have a child with the wrong one.

Another round of wows and cheers. “And finally, I am pleased to announce to you that...” She glanced at Cameron and then back at us. By now, my heart was racing with anticipation. “Cameron and I are expecting. We are pregnant.” THE END.

Pierce ended the call and hurriedly checked his phone for the link, clicking on it the moment he found it It opened to a social media post—already viral. His eyes scanned the headline. EXPOSED: Camille Owens—The girl accused of killing her father, David Owens—is now living under the roof of the Ventria General himself. And what?? IS SHE PREGNANT? What is really at play here?

she murmurs, horrified. Cameron and I both nod. “Sorry.” Cameron winces. He holds up his hand to show her his wedding ring. “It’s just this weird thing we do. We lie in elevators so that other people hear us. My baby, my wife.” He rubs my stomach. “Very happily my baby, four weeks to go. No other woman…I promise.” The lady looks at us blankly. “Well, that poor baby, having you two nut jobs for parents.”

“What’s going on?” I looked up slowly. “Camilla showed up today. She’s pregnant. She told Joanna. And the crazy part is—Joanna already knew because I told her yesterday.. Camilla was just pulling stunts. She just… told me last night that she can’t have children and maybe I deserve a different future. She wants to end our marriage.” Dickson blinked. “She what?”

“Cam, one thing I like about us is how we seem to get along on so many levels. You are my friend and my lover, and I’m thankful for that. I also love the yacht.” The crowd laughed. She continued. “but there’s something else tonight. Something I have been wanting to share with you in the last 48 hours.” She paused. Then put her left hand on her tummy. “you are going to be a dad, Cam,” she said. The applause from the crowd couldn’t be any louder. “Oh my God, Thank you, Elena.” Cameroon pulled her into a hug. Words cannot describe the emotions that flooded through him. He was almost about to burst.

The betrayal. But today, I couldn’t escape it. Because today, Damon came again. And this time, he wasn’t carrying supplies. He was carrying news. He stood in the doorway, his chest rising and falling like he had run the whole way. I looked up at him, my baby still in my arms. “What is it?” He hesitated. “Damon,” I said more firmly. “Say it.” His lips parted, and the words fell out like stones. “Zaria… she’s pregnant.”

She ended up heading back to the hospital and found Damon, who was undergoing chemotherapy. Perhaps because of everything he had done, Damon's cancer returned with a vengeance. His body was far too weak to handle the trauma of another kidney transplant. Furthermore, his two years of reckless living had rendered him infertile, and the wealthy heiress he had married quickly filed for a divorce. Suddenly, Rachel's baby was now his only hope. This time around, Damon's parents were extremely welcoming of Rachel, practically begging her to officially marry Damon. But not long after Rachel and Damon tied the knot, a catastrophic fire broke out inside the Calloway residence.