Chapter 8

“Shite.” Draven cussed in the hallway all the way to the doctor’s room. He’d excused himself, buying himself some more time by telling the doctor that he needed to go to the loo. However, that wouldn’t actually give him that much time especially since Draven also didn’t want the doctor to think that he was doing Number 2. Gad, that would even be more embarrassing than the fact that he was scared as hell of facing the doctor and being the person responsible for his young sister. This was even scarier than accompanying Clarabelle to see her OB. “Bollocks!”

All of his life, Draven had always been a bitter person, especially when his two older brothers basically had thrown him under the bus over a decade ago which led him to live in exile. This bitterness was one of the reasons why he always carried himself with a bit of liquor and dark humor and most importantly, why he believed he’d be a bad father. It wasn’t that he was an irresponsible person, he simply didn’t care. He lacked the abi