Elena’s POVThe morning sunlight filters through the curtains. I stretch slowly, feeling the gentle weight of our baby moving inside me. Each kick, each tiny roll, reminds me that life is full of miracles, even after all the pain and heartbreak I have endured.I glance over at Albert, still asleep beside me, his hand resting lightly on my stomach. A small smile curves my lips. I never thought I would feel this peaceful, this safe, this complete.Albert stirs, opening his eyes and finding mine. “Good morning, my love,” he whispers, his voice low and full of warmth.“Good morning,” I reply, my hand tightening slightly on his. “Did you sleep well?” I add.He nods, brushing a stray lock of hair from my face. “I did, because I know you’re here. And I can feel our little one too. I can’t wait to meet him,” he says.I laugh softly, the sound light and free. “Me neither." I say.Albert chuckles, and for a moment, the room is filled with nothing but our shared joy. The past, Gilan, Amara, the
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