It didn't come. If anything, her disgust and anger only increased. Surely there was something defective with her to be able to stare down at the being that she'd carried inside of her for nine months and feel nothing for. Or at least nothing positive for. She'd glared at Antonin. Of course he was allowed to be excited. Nothing about his life would change. His position was still secure. His hard work would continue to be celebrated. There was no question whether or not he would have to stay home and care for the being that was completely incapable of caring for himself.