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Daphne was in the study and Wayne was with Lucas, who was coming by just see how everything was, doing something for the Ministry of Magic.

Daphne was writing to Draco, her hand glides through the desk, loop after loop. Even though she knew Draco was gone, one thing that actually seem to help her cope was writing to him. She told him everything, to Waynes father, her moving back home, her visiting the manor and well, her becoming a mother.

"Nini!" Wayne comes bursting in. She quickly hides the letter in the drawer where the others were. Wayne saw her slam the drawer closed as he came in. "Whats wrong?"

"Hm? Oh nothing! Just giving this drawer a good ol' slam. It always jams." Daphne shoos him out. Just like her father before, she didn't want anyone in there but her.

"Oh, I just wanted to say that Lucas and I were done with the baby's crib."

"What!" Daphne shrieks in happiness. Daphne ran to the the only room that was colorful, there was no dark colors anywhere in the room. The light pink walls made Daphne smile. Wayne looks at the study and sneaks in. He sat on the chair, opening the drawer she slammed before he entered. There was a bunch of letters.

๐˜‹๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ณ ๐˜‹๐˜ณ๐˜ข๐˜ค๐˜ฐ,
๐˜๐˜ต'๐˜ด ๐˜ฃ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ ๐˜ข ๐˜ธ๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ. ๐˜ ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ'๐˜ต ๐˜ฌ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฐ๐˜ธ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฐ๐˜ธ ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ ๐˜ด๐˜ต๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ต ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ด ๐˜ด๐˜ฐ ๐˜'๐˜ฎ ๐˜ซ๐˜ถ๐˜ด๐˜ต ๐˜จ๐˜ฐ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ข๐˜ญ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ธ๐˜ช๐˜ต๐˜ฉ ๐˜ช๐˜ต. ๐˜ ๐˜ซ๐˜ถ๐˜ด๐˜ต ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฐ๐˜ท๐˜ฆ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ ๐˜๐˜ณ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ค๐˜ฆ, ๐˜ช๐˜ต'๐˜ด ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฐ๐˜ต ๐˜ฑ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ฎ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ต๐˜ญ๐˜บ, ๐˜ซ๐˜ถ๐˜ด๐˜ต ๐˜ถ๐˜ฏ๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ญ ๐˜'๐˜ฎ ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ฅ๐˜บ ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ ๐˜ค๐˜ฐ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฃ๐˜ข๐˜ค๐˜ฌ. ๐˜ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ ๐˜ธ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ญ๐˜ฅ'๐˜ท๐˜ฆ ๐˜ญ๐˜ฐ๐˜ท๐˜ฆ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ช๐˜ต ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ. ๐˜”๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ญ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ด ๐˜ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ช๐˜ด๐˜ด ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ. ๐˜ž๐˜ฉ๐˜บ ๐˜ฅ๐˜ช๐˜ฅ ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ท๐˜ฆ ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ ๐˜จ๐˜ฐ? ๐˜ ๐˜ด๐˜ฉ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ญ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฏ'๐˜ต ๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ท๐˜ฆ ๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ๐˜ง๐˜ต ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ. ๐˜ ๐˜ด๐˜ฉ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ญ๐˜ฅ'๐˜ท๐˜ฆ ๐˜ญ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฌ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ง๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ ๐˜ธ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ ๐˜ ๐˜ธ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฌ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ถ๐˜ฑ. ๐˜—๐˜ณ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฎ๐˜ช๐˜ด๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ'๐˜ญ๐˜ญ ๐˜ญ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฌ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ต ๐˜ง๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ. ๐˜ ๐˜ธ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ'๐˜ต ๐˜ง๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ๐˜จ๐˜ฆ๐˜ต ๐˜ข๐˜ฃ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ต ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ.๐˜ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ'๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฎ๐˜บ ๐˜ง๐˜ช๐˜ณ๐˜ด๐˜ต ๐˜ญ๐˜ฐ๐˜ท๐˜ฆ, ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฅ๐˜ข๐˜บ ๐˜ธ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ค๐˜ข๐˜ฏ ๐˜ฃ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ๐˜จ๐˜ฆ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ ๐˜ข๐˜จ๐˜ข๐˜ช๐˜ฏ. ๐˜'๐˜ญ๐˜ญ ๐˜ต๐˜ณ๐˜บ ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ ๐˜ฃ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ฑ๐˜ฑ๐˜บ, ๐˜ง๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ, ๐˜ฎ๐˜บ ๐˜ง๐˜ข๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ, ๐˜’๐˜ข๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ฆ. ๐˜›๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ด ๐˜ช๐˜ด ๐˜ข ๐˜ง๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ๐˜ด๐˜ฉ ๐˜ด๐˜ต๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ต, ๐˜ข ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฆ๐˜ธ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ. ๐˜ ๐˜ธ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ'๐˜ต ๐˜ค๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜จ๐˜ฆ, ๐˜'๐˜ญ๐˜ญ ๐˜ด๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ญ๐˜ญ ๐˜ฃ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ญ๐˜ฅ ๐˜‹๐˜ข๐˜ฑ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฆ ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ ๐˜ฌ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฐ๐˜ธ๐˜ฏ ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ ๐˜ญ๐˜ฐ๐˜ท๐˜ฆ. ๐˜ ๐˜ญ๐˜ฐ๐˜ท๐˜ฆ ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ ๐˜‹๐˜ณ๐˜ข๐˜ค๐˜ฐ ๐˜ข๐˜ญ๐˜ธ๐˜ข๐˜บ๐˜ด

Wayne looks at the more letters. There was about 10 or even more in this drawer.ย ย 

๐˜‹๐˜ณ๐˜ข๐˜ค๐˜ฐ,
๐˜š๐˜ฐ ๐˜ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ๐˜ต ๐˜ด๐˜ฐ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฆ. ๐˜๐˜ช๐˜ด ๐˜ฏ๐˜ข๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ช๐˜ด ๐˜ž๐˜ข๐˜บ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ณ๐˜ช๐˜จ๐˜ฉ๐˜ต. ๐˜๐˜ฆ'๐˜ด ๐˜ข ๐˜จ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ต ๐˜จ๐˜ถ๐˜บ. ๐˜๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ข๐˜ฌ๐˜ฆ๐˜ด ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ด๐˜ฎ๐˜ช๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ญ๐˜ข๐˜ถ๐˜จ๐˜ฉ, ๐˜ญ๐˜ช๐˜ฌ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฐ๐˜ธ ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ ๐˜ถ๐˜ด๐˜ฆ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ. ๐˜ ๐˜ฌ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฐ๐˜ธ ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ ๐˜ธ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ญ๐˜ฅ'๐˜ท๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ต๐˜ฆ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ฎ. ๐˜๐˜ฆ'๐˜ด ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ๐˜ฐ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ฑ๐˜ฑ๐˜บ ๐˜ฑ๐˜ณ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฃ๐˜ข๐˜ฃ๐˜ญ๐˜บ ๐˜ง๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ. ๐˜๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ณ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ต, ๐˜ข๐˜ต ๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ด๐˜ต ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ข๐˜ฌ๐˜ฆ๐˜ด ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ฑ๐˜ฑ๐˜บ. ๐˜›๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ต ๐˜ ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฐ ๐˜ฌ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฐ๐˜ธ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ต ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ ๐˜ธ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ญ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ญ๐˜ช๐˜ฌ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ต ๐˜ข๐˜ต ๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ด๐˜ต ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ข๐˜ฌ๐˜ฆ๐˜ด ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ฑ๐˜ฑ๐˜บ ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ต๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ต๐˜ด ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ ๐˜จ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ณ๐˜ช๐˜จ๐˜ฉ๐˜ต? ๐˜๐˜ฆ ๐˜ช๐˜ด๐˜ฏ'๐˜ต ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜จ๐˜ฉ, ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฆ๐˜ด๐˜ฏ'๐˜ต ๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ท๐˜ฆ ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ณ ๐˜จ๐˜ณ๐˜ข๐˜บ ๐˜ฆ๐˜บ๐˜ฆ๐˜ด ๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ณ ๐˜ฑ๐˜ญ๐˜ข๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ถ๐˜ฎ ๐˜ฃ๐˜ญ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ช๐˜ณ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ณ ๐˜ฃ๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ถ๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ง๐˜ถ๐˜ญ ๐˜ด๐˜ฎ๐˜ช๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ. ๐˜ ๐˜ฅ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ฎ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ง ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ, ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ ๐˜ฌ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฐ๐˜ธ, ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฐ๐˜ธ ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฐ ๐˜ถ๐˜ด๐˜ฆ ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฐ๐˜ญ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ณ ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ฎ๐˜ด, ๐˜ฌ๐˜ช๐˜ด๐˜ด ๐˜ฎ๐˜บ ๐˜ง๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ฅ, ๐˜ธ๐˜ช๐˜ฑ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฎ๐˜บ ๐˜ต๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ด ๐˜ข๐˜ธ๐˜ข๐˜บ. ๐˜ž๐˜ข๐˜บ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ช๐˜ด ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฐ๐˜ต ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ, ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ธ๐˜ช๐˜ญ๐˜ญ ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฐ๐˜ต ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฑ๐˜ญ๐˜ข๐˜ค๐˜ฆ ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ, ๐˜ ๐˜ธ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ต ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ ๐˜ฌ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฐ๐˜ธ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ต ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ ๐˜ธ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ฆ. ๐˜ ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฐ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ฌ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ด, ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ณ ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ต๐˜ฉ ๐˜ธ๐˜ข๐˜ด ๐˜ฎ๐˜บ ๐˜ง๐˜ข๐˜ถ๐˜ญ๐˜ต. ๐˜ž๐˜ฉ๐˜บ ๐˜ค๐˜ข๐˜ฏ'๐˜ต ๐˜ ๐˜ง๐˜ฆ๐˜ฆ๐˜ญ ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ? ๐˜‘๐˜ถ๐˜ด๐˜ต ๐˜ด๐˜ฉ๐˜ฐ๐˜ธ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ต ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ'๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ธ๐˜ช๐˜ต๐˜ฉ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ. ๐˜›๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ต'๐˜ด ๐˜ข๐˜ญ๐˜ญ ๐˜'๐˜ฎ ๐˜ข๐˜ด๐˜ฌ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ง๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ. ๐˜‘๐˜ถ๐˜ด๐˜ต ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ด ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜ค๐˜ฆ? ๐˜—๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ด๐˜ฆ? ๐˜‘๐˜ถ๐˜ด๐˜ต ๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ ๐˜ฎ๐˜บ ๐˜ญ๐˜ฐ๐˜ท๐˜ฆ, ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฅ๐˜ข๐˜บ. ๐˜ ๐˜ญ๐˜ฐ๐˜ท๐˜ฆ ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ.
๐˜ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ณ ๐˜ฅ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ญ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜‹๐˜ข๐˜ฑ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฆ

Waynes hatred for Draco grew. Why doesn't she talk about him like that? He's dead and she still loves him. Daphne still says she loves him. Wayne remembers, Daphne has never said that to him, ever. He kept reading the letters, my love, i miss you, i wish you were here, i love you, why did you go, he isn't you. Wayne clenched his fists. Wayne puts everything away and heads downstairs to see Lucas gone.

"Wheres Lucas?"

"Regulus has a thing he had to go. He'll be back soon." I patted his shoulder. Wayne steps back. Something was off about him. "Are you alright?"

"Do you love me Daphne?" He blurted out.

"What?" I stood back, taking what he said.

"Do you love me." Wayne repeated

"Of course I do, thats why Im marrying you." I got close, hold his hand, assuring him.

"Then say it."

"Say what?"

"Say that you love me." He yanks his hand from me. He started to walk away from me, pacing around the room. "For a year and half, i never heard you say it. Say that you love me."

"Wayne-" There was a knock on the door. Wayne stomps away to get it. As Wayne made to the front door, swing the front door, he saw the familiar platinum blonde hair man. Wayne grips on the door tightly.

"May I help you?" Draco Malfoy, alive, standing in front of Wayne Laurent. He was nervous, a wreck you could say. Wayne knew that if Daphne saw Draco was alive, she would leave him, and he wasn't going to let Draco take her away from him.

"Uh Im looking for Lucas Cox, he's the owner of this home. I just want to talk to him." Draco stood up straight. He had come by the castle one day after Daphne and Lucas left for France, just to apologize for everything, but it was too late.

"He's not here. He lives in France now. Mister Cox gave me the castle."

"Do you know if he'll come back? I just-"

"No. Lucas is no longer living here. You should leave, Im very busy." Wayne slams the door in Draco's face and heads upstairs. Daphne follows him, she saw the man walking away slowly, head down.

"Who was that?" She asked him.

"Nobody. He got the wrong place."

"Wayne we need to have to talk."

"Not right now." He storms past her as he heads downstairs again. "Im going for a walk." Wayne slams the door behind him, leaving Daphne alone. Why was he so mad about?

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The home was silent for months since the whole fight with Wayne. Wayne was no where to be seen. Wayne has been off for a few months, something really bothered him and he won't tell me. I was getting worried because it wasn't like him.

I was in the kitchen cutting strawberries as Lucas walks in. He grabbed one and pops one in his mouth, leaning against the table.

"Dont you have a family to get home to?" I told him.

"You are my family my lovely niece." He placed a kiss on my head.

"Don't you have Regulus waiting for you?"

"He's with his mother, he'll see me tonight." I collected the strawberries and put them in a bowl and setting them in the center of the table. "You know, your father hated strawberries. He only ate them because you love them." I chuckled. It was probably something he would do. He hated many things but he wouldn't say anything if it made me smile.

"Lisa and Blaise are coming over, possibly with Neville." I announced. I turned to Lucas, hand on my hip. "Have you seen Wayne? I haven't seen him all day."

"He said he had things to do. You know how Wayne is, he's a busy man."

"Doesn't he seem upset?"

"Possibly Marc again. Always nagging about things." I nodded and saw the fireplace turn green. They're here. Lisa comes in the kitchen and Neville behind her.

"Lisa, Neville." Lucas waves as they entered.

"Hello Sir!" They smiled at me and Lisa held my hand.

"This is for the baby Dani." Neville shows me a baby plant. I gasp.

"Nev, this is beautiful. Thank you." Lucas looks at the plant from afar, nodding his head. "Come! I have to show you the room!" I took Lisa's hand and lead them upstairs. "Where's Blaise?"

"Oh! He's with Wayne, they'll be here soon. Blaise said something about some item that they're selling."ย  I had this smile as I opened the door to my baby's room. Its just something about the brightness, how happy it makes me feel whenever I step in.

There was the crib, a dresser and a changing table and in the corner was a rocking chair, the same chair that her father and Katherine used to sit in and hold baby me.

"Isn't it beautiful?" I twirled around.

"I like it." Neville nods as he looks at the stuff animals on the shelf. I placed the plant by the window.

"It's beautiful Daph, just like her." I mean the pink walls gave it away. Its a girl. For the first time, I'm happy. She will be my reason why I'm happy. My greatest gift, my baby.

All of the sudden, I felt something dripping down my leg and a painful stab in my stomach. I held my stomach as I leaned forward, grabbing onto the crib. Lisa and Neville helped me up.

"Is that supposed to happen?" Neville asked as he looks down. Lisa's eyes widen and shook her head.

"Lucas! Get a doctor!" She calls out. "Now!" Daphne groans in pain as the stabbing sensation continued. Lisa and Neville took her to a room and laid her down. Neville helped her by doing breathing exercises and holding her hand. It was too early, way too early. Lisa ran downstairs and a few minutes later Lucas, the doctor and her showed up. Daphne was in tears since she didn't know what was happening.

"Alright Ms. Snape, you must push."

"Its too early."

"Now Ms Snape." Lucas ran downstairs, worried. Lisa kept looking out the window and Neville was really trying not to pass out. I saw the doctor and the nurse were covered in blood.

"What's happening, Lisa?" Wayne and Blaise showed up. Wayne stood there in shock until Blaise pushed him towards Daphne, who was now crying. The nurse kept telling Daphne push and push. The doctor wraps the baby in a blanket and hands it to the nurse and went out of the room. "Why isn't she crying? Is she okay? Can I hold her? Where they taking her?" Wayne strokes her hair back and the doctor pulls him to the side. Wayne turned white and ran out of the room. "Wayne!" Blaise chased after him, yelling at him to come back. Daphne pushed herself up as she saw Lucas walks in the room.

"Im sorry Ms. Snape, but im afraid that your daughter didn't make it." Those words had shot her through the heart. Lisa covers her mouth and Neville looks away. The nurse comes back and holds her daughter.

"Can I hold her?" She sobs. "Please." The nurse gently handed her the baby. As Daphne moved the blanket to see her face, thats when it hit her.

"Oh Daphne." Lucas kneels besides her, touching her arm, trying to comfort her.

"Im so sorry." Blaise came back, no Wayne.

"We were going to name her Nellie. Short for Eleanor." She gasps. Why does everything have to happen to her? Why does everything get taken from her? She just wanted to be happy for once. Nellie was supposed to be that happiness. Nellie, her only daughter. She looked so beautiful, so still. Daphne continues to sob at her baby, wishing that Wayne was here by her side. "My beautiful Nellie." She whispers, placing a kiss on her forehead. Daphne cradles her, singing a familiar tune that Katherine sang to her. She had prayed that Katherine and her father would take care of her daughter.

As the nurse was going to take Nellie away, Daphne stops her, telling her if she could have more time. Everyone steps out, leaving her alone. Daphne cries. Maybe the universe didn't want her to have a happy ending. Maybe this is all pay back from the times she was mean. If it was, it was working. Taking Eleanor away was the last straw. She would never find happiness again.

A/N:
Hey guys! Sorry for so many
time jumps, i know it
could be annoying.

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