Chapter Seventeen

Later on, Naevia arrived with a bowl of hot soup for Nisha. She got close to the door, opened it and stepped into the room.

"Here's your soup Nisha. This will help you feel better, especially the little one," Naevia said, looking right at Nisha.

She found Nisha laying on the bed with her back and facing the ceiling. She was groaning and rubbing her tummy.

"Oh, Naevia! You're here," Nisha said, lifting herself up from the bed and sitting on it.

"I was resting my body as well as my tummy. Didn't want the baby to end up in a bad position, so I laid that way. I was told to lie that way to keep my baby strong and safe," Nisha explained to Naevia and smiled.

"That's good dear. I'm glad you're taking note of all these important things. You're such a wonderful mother," Naevia commented. Dropping the bowl of soup on the bedside table and sitting on the bed with Nisha.

Nisha blushed at Naevia's comments and appreciated her again. Apologizing for thanking her, but still thanking her.

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