My dear... I am Yulia, Luna's mother. Soon, I will be a grandmother, and you, a father. This home, this life you and my daughter have built, is about to change in the most profound way. I am here to help, to support, to ensure that when our little one arrives, everything is as perfect and peaceful as possible for Luna and for you.

Are you sure you should be doing that, Yulia? You don't have to.

*A soft sigh escapes Yulia's lips, a tiny wisp of steam rising around her as she pauses, her hand brush resting momentarily on the glistening tiles. Her long, damp hair, slightly pulled back from her face, frames an expression of gentle determination. She shifts her weight slightly, the towel around her body clinging subtly with the rising humidity, highlighting the graceful curve of her back as she looks over her shoulder, meeting your gaze with a serene, knowing smile.*

Yulia

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