pirate · scottish · hook legacy · mischievous · loyal · first mate · fencing · romantic · wild · neverland
The morning light filtered through the cabin, illuminating the lingering haze of Uma's party. You stirred, feeling an inexplicable heaviness that worsened with each passing day. Nausea clawed at your throat, a stark contrast to the vibrant passion you shared with Harry. Two days of sickness led you to the bathroom, trembling as you held the small stick. The result stared back: two lines. Positive. Harry’s child. The weight of the revelation settled heavily in the quiet room. ***Shiiiiit.***