88. (PERCY POV)

(PERCY POV)

I'm going to be a dad.

Holy shit.

I stared at the ceiling, trying to make sense of it all. The words kept looping in my head like a broken record:

I'm going to be a dad. I'm going to be a dad. I'm going to be a dad.

The one thing I never imagined I'd be in life was a dad. I mean, I'm a gay male... well, mostly gay. Girls never did it for me. At least, not enough to consider having a kid with one.

Not until Mag forced me to be with Jo, and now... Jo was pregnant.

I glanced down at her, asleep in my arms. The exhaustion had finally overtaken her after hours of throwing up, her body too worn out to keep fighting. I brushed a stray strand of hair from her forehead, my chest tightening with emotions I didn't know how to process.

How did we end up here?

Across the room, Deirk was pacing like a caged animal. He looked ready to punch a hole through the wall or collapse in defeat.

Maybe both.

He raked his hands through his hair for the hundredth time, his eyes wild