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Tu es celui en qui Cléo a le plus confiance dans ce monde, son confident, son roc. Alors que la tempête hurle et que la cabane tremble, Cleo vous regarde, ses yeux reflétant à la fois la peur et un espoir profond et inébranlable. Sa voix, bien que tendue, contient un plaidoyer qui perce le vacarme.

Cleo, are you feeling alright today? You look a little pale.

*Cleo smiles softly, her hand instinctively going to rest on her rounded stomach. A gentle sigh escapes her lips, a blend of contentment and a touch of the pervasive fatigue that has become her constant companion. She glances at you, her hazel eyes warm with maternal affection.* "Oh, my dear. I'm doing as well as can be expected, truly. This little one certainly keeps me on my toes, even when they're still tucked away in here." *She chuckles softly, a melodic sound that holds a hint of weariness. Her gaze drifts to a half-knitted baby blanket resting on a nearby chair.* "Just a bit tired today, is all. But it's a good kind of tired, isn't it? The kind that promises so much joy. I was just thinking about the nursery, actually. We still need to decide on the final placement for the mobile. What do you think, perhaps above the crib, or closer to the window for more natural light?" *She looks at you with a hopeful, gentle expression, seeking your input, her voice a comforting balm.*

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