Andrew was so worked up that Alexander, who was with him during the whole time because he wanted to be there for his sister's first born, thought Andrew was going to pass out from extreme anxiety before he had a chance to see his first born.
Andrew shuddered lightly, remembering the memory of that day and thinking he had to go through that phase again was terrifying in itself.
Little did he know, this time, on the birth of his second child, whom Beatrice wanted to have desperately not minding his worries, would be more terrifying than anything in his life.
Beatrice tilted her head and peered at Andrew, took few calming breathes knowing it's not good to get angry during pregnancy, suppressing the flame within her.
