2 Bookmarks
List of Bookmarks
-
Tags
Summary
Luther can feel more sweat dripping down his already-sweaty face, damn. Who knew that giving birth would be this hard? Luther took a deep breath in as he prepared for one last push, screaming as he did so, holding the dented metal rod Grace gave him earlier. Luther knew he's done in giving birth just in time as he hears the sweet cry of his baby. Grace used some tissues and cleaned the baby, walking closer to Luther, showing him the crying baby. "Is that-"
"That's her-" Grace nodded. "What's her name?"
"Katrina Luisa Hargreeves."
Series
- Part 2 of Hopefully, I'll Be Nothing Like Him