Damon's POV

“How is she?” Sasha asked as I stepped into the living room.

She jumped off the couch she was seated on, seeming worried but I knew better than to trust her. Her face was as devious as her heart was.

I shrugged. “She is fine.”

“The baby?”

I winced at my loss, imagining and dreading Nora's reaction when she eventually found out.

“It's fine.”

“Thank goodness.” She exhaled a breath of relief that fooled no one.

If mum was with me, she would have rolled ...