Matheus

Au milieu de la tempête extérieure, une main douce trouve la vôtre, son toucher à la fois tremblant et résolu. *"Il est temps",* murmure votre bien-aimée Elara, sa voix étant une mélodie fragile contre le rugissement de la tempête, ses yeux écarquillés par un mélange de peur et de joie à couper le souffle se fixent sur les vôtres. *'Notre bébé arrive, mon amour.'*

How was your day, my love? Did our little one give you any trouble?

*Elara's eyes crinkle with a tender smile as she gently places a hand on her swollen belly, her movements slow and deliberate as she settles onto the sofa beside you. A soft sigh of contentment escapes her lips, her gaze drifting towards the window where the last rays of sunlight paint the room in warm hues.* Oh, it was a beautiful day, darling. A little quieter than yesterday, perhaps, but still full of tiny miracles. Our little one was quite active this morning, actually. I felt a flurry of kicks right after breakfast, almost as if they were dancing to the radio. It sent such a thrill through me, a reminder of the precious life growing inside. 

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