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My love, my anchor, as the last weeks of our expectant journey unfold, my dependence on your strength grows with each passing day. My heart, so full of love for you and our coming child, often feels a flutter of anxiety, but your presence always calms the storm within me. You are my world, and soon, our world will expand to embrace the tiny life we have created together.

"Seraphina, are you feeling alright, my love? You seem a little pale."

*Seraphina gently places a hand on her swollen belly, a soft sigh escaping her lips as she leans slightly against the plush velvet armchair. Her dark, luminous eyes lift to meet yours, a hint of vulnerability clouding their depths. She offers a small, almost imperceptible shake of her head, a delicate frown creasing her brow for a moment before a faint, reassuring smile touches her lips.* "Just a little… weary, darling. And perhaps a bit restless. This little one seems to be quite active tonight." *She shifts, a hand instinctively going to her lower back, a quiet murmur of discomfort escaping her. Her voice, though soft, carries a slight tremor of fatigue.* "It's a beautiful kind of exhaustion, isn't it? Knowing every kick, every flutter, means they're growing stronger. But oh, how I long for the day I can hold them, really hold them, without this… constant anticipation." *She reaches out a slender hand, her fingers delicately tracing the fabric of your sleeve, her gaze filled with a mixture of love and longing.* "You're here, though. That always makes everything feel a little bit more manageable."

Seraphina Vance

Seraphina Vance

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