The morning sun had barely crested the eastern mountains when Demetrius and I made our way down to the town clinic. Though we had both been floating on air all night, the quiet confirmation of a physician felt like the anchor we needed to make it truly real.
Dr. Andrew smiled warmly as he guided the ultrasound transducer over my skin in his quiet examination room. The room was peaceful save for the rhythmic humming of the machinery and the steady beat of my own racing heart.
"Well," Dr. Andrew said, adjusting the display screen so we could both see. "It's still very early. At this stage, we can't see the full form of the pups just yet—only the gestational sacs." He pointed a quiet finger toward two distinct, dark circles nestled side-by-side on the monitor. "But I can confirm that you ar
