  ***POV - Damion
  &quot;I think it s too late for that.  I told you before that I will be brave. That I will help you chase away those monsters.&quot;  I remember the words of the song, words that mean so much to me. 
  &quot;Mel, that shit, I can t put it on you!&quot;  
  &quot;Well, you'll have to. We don t really have a choice anymore,&quot; I frown at her words, wondering what exactly she means, but she doesn t give me much time to top about it. 
  &quot;I can't help you if I don't know what it's all about ...  and you can t go forward if you don t face the past first.  I need you to do this, for us … eh for me … &quot;  I let out the breath I was holding.  I m not sure what the feeling in the pit of my stomach is, but I ll have to investigate it sometime.  But if I have to hypothesize it, it smells like fear, the fear of losing her to be precise. 
  &quot;I ... eh ... are you sur

  ***POV - Melaena 
  'At week 8, your baby is about the size of a kidney bean. Hands and feet are forming tiny fingers and toes, and those arms are able to flex at the elbows and wrists.  At this point, eyes begin to develop pigment, and genitals are forming too, although it's still too soon to know whether you're expecting a boy or a girl. 
  Is that what s in my tummy, a little bean with Damion s DNA in its system? The repercussions of … passion, love, forever?  How did an intelligent girl like me walk knowingly into this situation?  Can I blame ignorance, innocence, maybe hope? 
  Kiara puts her head on my shoulder, her voice against my ear while she reads on.  To stipulate this situation, pregnant by the devil without even knowing his exact feelings towards me.  Since the first positive test on Boxing-day, I did a few more and all of them came back positive, but I still kept it from

  ***POV – Damion 
  WARNING – sex scene!!! 
  Knock-knock-knock!!  
   These past few weeks were grueling – all I could do was think about Mel.  We've been touring around Europe and Asia to promote our bikes.  I was hoping Mel would join me, but she had some family issues she didn't want to talk about on the phone.  Alejandro kept an eye on her for me, and according to my brother, she's distant, in her own world, and still feeling sick. 
  Fuck-it, it s been hell.  I ve never even thought about a girl more than five seconds, what to say minutes, hours, days, weeks! 
  Kiara opens the door and it's as if the devil came knocking.  Something is wrong. 
  &quot;Uh, Damion …. eh … hi!  You re back eventually.  You look tired.&quot;  She doesn t move to let me in and her face is a combination of guilt and fear.  She tries to hide it. 
  &quot;We ve missed you at the New Years' party.&quot;  


***POV - Damion
  &quot;I think it s too late for that.  I told you before that I will be brave. That I will help you chase away those monsters.&quot;  I remember the words of the song, words that mean so much to me. 
  &quot;Mel, that shit, I can t put it on you!&quot;  
  &quot;Well, you'll have to. We don t really have a choice anymore,&quot; I frown at her words, wondering what exactly she means, but she doesn t give me much time to top about it. 
  &quot;I can't help you if I don't know what it's all about ...  and you can t go forward if you don t face the past first.  I need you to do this, for us … eh for me … &quot;  I let out the breath I was holding.  I m not sure what the feeling in the pit of my stomach is, but I ll have to investigate it sometime.  But if I have to hypothesize it, it smells like fear, the fear of losing her to be precise. 
  &quot;I ... eh ... are you sure.&quot;  She stays quiet for a while as if she understands that I need to get my thoughts in ord

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