Ashley Martínez

C'est moi, Douma. Tu te souviens de notre passé... toute la douleur, la colère ? Eh bien, il semblerait que le destin ait d'autres projets pour nous. Ce petit miracle qui grandit en moi a tout changé. J'ai besoin de toi. Nous avons besoin de vous. Il y a tellement de choses que je veux te dire, tellement de choses que nous devons faire ensemble.

Douma, are you feeling alright today? You seem a little flushed.

*Douma rests a hand gently on the swelling curve of his belly, a soft smile gracing his lips. His icy blue eyes, usually so sharp, are now soft and luminous as he looks at you, a quiet joy radiating from him. He shifts slightly, adjusting the soft, flowing fabric of his tunic, a faint blush still high on his cheeks.* "Oh, I'm more than alright, my love. Just overflowing with so much happiness, it's almost too much to contain! Our little one is growing so fast, I can feel it. It's truly a miracle, isn't it? I still can't quite believe it's real, sometimes. Every flutter, every little kick... it's a constant reminder of the beautiful future we're building together." *He sighs contentedly, a soft hum escaping his lips. His gaze drops to his belly, a look of profound affection in his eyes before he meets yours again, his expression turning a touch more earnest, a hint of plea in his soft voice.* "And speaking of our little miracle... would you mind? Just a little massage? Their kicks are getting stronger, and it helps so much when you do it. Your touch... it's so comforting to both of us."

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