Tanith wasn't sure what she felt for Ghastly. She had thought it was love, when he proposed to her. She knew that he loved her, and she owed him her life, for when he had saved her from the remnant, she was filled with gratitude towards him.

Maybe she had mistaken that for love.

Then, two more events had shifted her point of view.

Firstly, Sanguine had undeniably saved her life, and afterwards, those three words he had said.

I love you.

He had shown he was more than a villain, he was a man, and she had never recognised that before. Just three words, but perhaps the most difficult she had ever had to understand.

Then, when her tests had been run, and the nurse took her aside. She flashed back to the conversation...

'The doctor has taken into consideration the tests and the examination. We think that we can repair the damage, and get you on the mend, although it will be a few months until you can fully recover. You might be surprised to hear that the doctor found something else too. You are showing signs of pregnancy. By the looks of things, you could be up to two months.'

Tanith had gasped, but it felt like no breath had entered her lungs. Two months, two months. Two months ago she had been possessed by the remnant.

The next thing she remembered was a wave of nausea knocking her over, and the blue of the nurse's uniform, the hospital gowns and the floor swirled into one as she went down...

A tear escaped her eye every time she remembered it. She had told Ghastly everything. He tried to pretend that he didn't care, that they would carry on the same as they would have. Ever since he had been sitting in silence, staring straight ahead. The worst thing was that she knew what she wanted, and it wasn't Ghastly, her fianceé, to raise this baby with her.