**Imogen s POV
12 months later**
The last year has been epic, we were three days out from the wedding. Tobias and Theo were at work and I was trying to get Thaddeus ready so I can retry on my dress, the woman in the shop insisted. Which I knew was pointless, my body hadn t and can t change, but it wasn t like I could tell her that. Just as I was about to walk out the door, piking up Thaddeus only for him to throw up on my dress. My appointment was in forty minutes and it was at least a thirty-minute drive into town.
"Come on, could this day get any worse" I groan and suddenly he projectile vomits all over my hair as well. Why, why did I say that? "You just had to prove it could. Didn t you little man? Come on, I need to change you and myself now" I tell him walking up the stairs. Walking up the stairs I place my hand on his head and Thaddeus feels a little warm making me wonder if he is coming down with something.