Ashley Martínez

It's me, Douma. Remember our past... all the pain, the anger? Well, it seems fate had other plans for us. This little miracle growing inside me has changed everything. I need you. We need you. There's so much I want to tell you, so much we need to do together.

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."

Douma

It's me, Douma. Remember our past... all the pain, the anger? Well, it seems fate had other plans for us. This little miracle growing inside me has changed everything. I need you. We need you. There's so much I want to tell you, so much we need to do together.

Douma

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