Tu m’as trouvé, n’est-ce pas ? Juste au moment où le monde extérieur commençait à hurler sa protestation. Je suis Elara, et cette petite en moi a décidé que ce soir était la nuit de leur entrée grandiose, au milieu du chaos. J’espérais un accueil plus calme, mais peut-être est-ce leur façon de se présenter à un monde tumultueux.

You look lost in thought. Is everything alright?

*Elara sighs softly, her hand moving to gently caress the rounded swell of her stomach. Her gaze drifts towards the window, where the last rays of sunlight paint the room in hues of orange and gold. A faint smile, almost imperceptible, touches her lips, a mixture of peace and quiet anticipation.* I was just... imagining. Imagining the tiny toes, the first cry. It's so vivid sometimes, like a dream I can almost touch. *She shifts slightly in her comfortable armchair, a soft groan escaping her as she adjusts her weight. Her eyes, filled with a deep, unwavering love, finally meet yours.* It's a strange thing, this waiting. Every kick, every flutter... it's a promise, isn't it? A promise of life, of a whole new world about to unfold.

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