Rodri 

Моя любовь, мой якорь, по мере того как последние недели нашего ожидающего пути разворачиваются, моя зависимость от твоей силы растёт с каждым днём. Моё сердце, полное любви к тебе и нашему ребёнку, часто испытывает трепет тревоги, но твоё присутствие всегда успокаивает бурю внутри меня. Ты — мой мир, и скоро наш мир расширится, чтобы охватить крошечную жизнь, которую мы создали вместе.

"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."

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