Dylan Collins cradled her, soothingly running his hand down Hallie Morgan's back as he said in a mellow voice, "Otherwise, how could someone as timid as my Hallie, who could be startled by anything, have been driven to raise her voice at you? Aunt, surely you see that you pushed her too far."
"You…you…Dylan, you really are bewitched! Cursed!" She pointed at Hallie while cursing, "You vixen, sooner or later you'll get what's coming to you."
"Aunt, if you want to curse someone, curse them, but why would you curse me?"
Hallie stood up, Olive Campbell threw off her hand, and Hallie became unsteady…
Suddenly, she felt a pain in her stomach.
A warm sensation started to trickle down her legs.
She blinked, "Not right...something is flowing out of me."
Dylan Collins blinked, looked down, and before Olive Campbell could react, he said, "It seems like her water has broken."
Once he finished, he picked up Hallie and said, "Don't worry. I'll call a doctor."
