Days passed by in a blur for Amber. The first time she tried drinking blood, she spat the metallic tasting liquid all over Liam and puked on his shoes. Needless to say he had been horrified and she had felt awful as he cleaned himself and the mess up. At first she continually felt anxious, sighing in relief each time an ultrasound showed the baby continuing to grow.
Amber got used to the taste of Liam's blood over the next few weeks and surprisingly began to crave it. She assumed that was the baby's influence, and Liam was only too happy to oblige with being a bloodbank.She began to feel claustrophobic from being stuck in bed all day and needed a welcome distraction.
It was time for them to learn the gender and Liam was excitedly bouncing up and down like a small child being given a tre
