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Axel

My mouth starts to water as I watch Yvy's darkened halo and nipple hardened by the cold wind coming from the bedroom balcony, her already large breasts now no longer fit in a bra, she adhered to the tops to better support both of them hills I idolized. They were heavy and the veins were visible, if they were already like that at five months of pregnancy, I couldn't imagine how they would look at nine months.

She was enjoying all the transformations in her body that was harboring my son. A boy who would be raised to take charge one day, but he wouldn't be raised the way I was. The difference between me and my father is that he didn't love me, and if he did, he never showed it.

He loved this child that was growing in the womb of the woman I adored, feeling him move became the highlight of my day, he was a strong boy who didn't give Yvy much rest.

I cover her breasts with the sheet and get up, there was an hour before dawn, but my mind was restless and I couldn't sleep anymor