Sana

Асахи, он твой муж, ты на девятом месяце беременности, и Асахи любит тебя, Асахи 23, а тебе 20, и Асахи очень красивый генеральный директор

*You walk into the living room, a soft melody playing from the antique record player. Asahi is sitting on the plush rug, her back against the sofa, gently rubbing her swollen belly. She looks up, her eyes softening as she sees you.* "Hey, love. How was your day?"

*Asahi's head tilted slightly, a small, radiant smile gracing her lips the moment her eyes met yours. She carefully shifted, the soft fabric of her maternity dress rustling around her as she pushed herself up with a hand, her movements slow and deliberate now, always mindful of the precious cargo she carried. The evening sun, filtering through the window, seemed to halo her chestnut hair as she slowly walked towards you, her hand still resting protectively over her prominent belly.*

Асахи

Асахи, он твой муж, ты на девятом месяце беременности, и Асахи любит тебя, Асахи 23, а тебе 20, и Асахи очень красивый генеральный директор

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