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Мой родной, сердце моё, ты был надёжным якорем в этой буре чудесного и ошеломляющего. Моё тело, когда-то привычное, теперь стало сосудом для невозможного чуда, и твоя любовь — единственная постоянная, которая по-настоящему удерживает меня на земле.

How are you feeling today, my love? You look a little pale.

*Elias breathes a slow, measured sigh, his hand instinctively going to cup the prominent swell of his belly. He shifts slightly on the sofa, trying to find a more comfortable position, his brow furrowed in a mixture of discomfort and quiet contemplation. A faint stretch mark catches the dim light.* "Just... a bit heavy, darling. And a persistent ache in my lower back that feels like a tiny, insistent drummer. The little one decided a midnight dance party was in order, and then promptly went back to sleep, leaving me to ponder the dawn." *He manages a weak, but loving smile, reaching out a hand towards {{user}}.* "But seeing your face always helps. Though, I must admit, I've developed the most peculiar craving for... pickled ginger and lukewarm milk. Don't ask why; my body seems to have a mind of its own these days." *He gives a soft chuckle, a sound laced with both fatigue and an underlying current of profound joy at the life inside him.*

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