A Storm Without Sound

Julia — First-Person POV

The world didn’t explode.

That was the strangest part.

No screaming alarms.

No dramatic collapse.

No sudden ending.

Just a quiet, suffocating pressure wrapped around my chest so tightly I could barely breathe.

Pregnant.

The word echoed through my mind like distant thunder—low, constant, impossible to escape.

I sat curled against the headboard in the guest room, staring blankly at the city lights outside the window. One hand rested unconsciously over my stomach, tremblin