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Chapter 111

The sun was just rising behind the apartment curtains when I woke up, a wave of nausea tightening my chest. My body felt heavy, as if gravity itself was pulling me down into the bed. Cold sweat covered my temples, and every scent that never used to bother me, coffee, toast, even soap suddenly made me want to vomit.I pushed myself up with effort, gripping the edge of the table for balance, but my vision spun. The world seemed to sway gently. It was the third day I’d felt like this, and the nausea was getting worse not just in the mornings, but all day long.“No way,” I whispered, staring at my pale reflection in the mirror. “This has to be Silvermoon’s effect.”For the past two weeks, my body had been changing sometimes healing too fast, sometimes burning with fever for no reason. There were even moments when I could hear someone’s heartbeat from the next room. But nausea? That was new.At first, I thought the Silvermoon toxin was reacting again, trying to recalibrate with my biology.

Chapter 112

The next morning, I woke up before the alarm, my heart pounding erratically. Liam was already in the living room, wearing the same jacket as the night before. There were dark circles under his eyes, but his expression remained firm. In his hands were two small canvas bags one filled with documents, the other with breakfast I couldn’t bring myself to touch.“I’ve contacted the obstetrician. She can see us at nine. Don’t worry, I’ll go in with you,” Liam said.His words were meant to be reassuring, but instead they made the nausea in my stomach worse. We got into the car without saying much. Inside the cabin, Liam drove slowly. From time to time, he glanced at me, then focused back on the road. I held a small bag that contained the pregnancy test, it felt like proof that our world had just changed direction.The waiting room at the clinic was empty, with only a few old magazines that looked untouched for months. The smell of antiseptic replaced the aroma of coffee that had made me sick

Chapter 113

After a long and exhausting series of examinations, we finally arrived back at the apartment. I stepped out of the car slowly, still feeling a bit dizzy from the cooling gel used during the ultrasound.As soon as I got inside, I dropped onto the sofa. My breathing was heavy, and every muscle in my body ached as if I had just finished a marathon. In my hand, I still held the ultrasound photo the tiny dot that was said to be a new life growing inside me. I stared at it for a long time. It felt strange, knowing that such a small thing already had its own world beneath my heart.Liam stood near the door, glancing at me before checking the watch on his wrist.“I have to go back to the hospital this afternoon. There’s an emergency patient,” he said.I nodded softly, my eyes fixed on the floor. “Go ahead. I’ll be fine.”“Are you sure you can be alone?”“Liam, I’m not as fragile as you think. I just need rest and some time to think about everything.”He didn’t argue, but his gaze stayed on me

Chapter 114

I woke up the next morning without the nausea that had dominated the previous days. There was still drowsiness and a light headache, but my body felt lighter. I sat up slowly, hugging my knees, listening to the silence of the apartment. Liam had not returned from his emergency surgery yet.On the table, the ultrasound photo was still lying in the same place. Beside it, the surgical school form was neatly folded by Liam, a sign that my dream had not been thrown away, only stored. I touched both, then closed the drawer slowly.By noon, the apartment door opened. Liam walked in drenched from the rain, bringing with him the scent of the outside air and hospital antiseptic. He looked exhausted, but his eyes immediately searched for me.“You are awake?”“I already had breakfast,” I replied, a little proud to say that without being forced.“How do you feel today?” Liam asked.“Better and I have decided. I will follow your words. I will postpone everything until my body is truly stable.”Liam

Chapter 115

The sun crept slowly behind the thin curtains as I opened my eyes. Morning air slipped through the window gap I forgot to close tightly last night. For the first few seconds, I simply stared at the ceiling, observing the pattern of tiny cracks like river maps splitting the white surface. My body felt heavier than usual, but not a piercing heaviness, more like a thick blanket holding me down so I would not get up too quickly.I turned toward the dining table. There, a small piece of paper was waiting. Liam’s neat handwriting, with upright letters, like him.“Morning. Drink water before getting up. Snacks are in the glass container. Please measure temperature and blood pressure at nine. I will be home at noon if there is no emergency surgery. —L.”I smiled faintly. “If there is no emergency surgery,” I muttered, knowing well that sentence always appeared like a mantra reminding me that Liam belonged to two worlds, the hospital and us.I sat up slowly, waiting for the slight dizziness to

Chapter 116

Month after month went by.Now, when I stand in front of the mirror, I no longer see a flat stomach. Instead, what I see is a beautifully rounded curve where that small life is growing. I touch it gently, and as if in response, there is a subtle movement beneath my skin, a tiny kick.I smile every time it happens. At first, I was startled and held my breath out of reflex. But as time passed, I learned to tell the rhythm apart, sometimes soft and repetitive like fingertips tapping on a table, sometimes stronger, as if my baby wanted to let me know that they also had something to say.“Liam, what is it? Are you feeling pain?”I let out a small laugh as I patted my belly. “No. He is kicking again.”Liam immediately came over, set the folder on the table, then knelt beside me. He pressed his ear to my belly with such a serious look on his face that it made me laugh harder.“Do not act like you are diagnosing a patient, Doctor,” I teased.“I am only making sure he is not kicking with prema

Chapter 117

That morning Liam had already left in a rush. He kissed my forehead, grabbed his medical bag, and said while half running, “Emergency surgery. I will update you later. Please rest.”The door closed.I stood staring at the kitchen for a few seconds before I finally moved. I wanted him to eat something warm today. In the refrigerator, there was leftover vegetable soup from last night, a few pieces of boiled chicken, carrots, scallions, and rice. I washed my hands, turned on the stove, and began to stir-fry slowly. The smell of ginger rose with the steam, calming.While waiting for the porridge to boil, I prepared a lunch box, one for ginger chicken porridge with sliced scallions, another filled with cut apples, pears, and a few grapes. I thought he might need natural sugar between long shifts.I added a small thermos filled with warm mint tea, then wrote a small note: “Eat slowly. Do not forget to drink. —S.”When I reached for the wooden spoon, my hip accidentally hit the corner of the

Chapter 118

I set a timer for a fifteen minute cold compress. The ice was already wrapped in a thin cloth. The pain decreased after the tenth minute. I took a photo of the bruise from a safe distance, then sent it to Liam. A short message arrived two minutes later.Liam: “Good. No sign of a major hematoma. Repeat the compress at 18:00. Drink enough water. Record the pain 0–10 every two hours.”I replied: “Okay. Pain is 2 when walking, 1 when still.”I drank water, then prepared a simple lunch. After eating, I lay on my left side, placing a pillow between my knees. The baby kicked once. I touched my stomach and waited for the next movement. There were no cramps and my breathing was steady.At 14:00, Beta Marcus called. His voice was formal as usual.“Doctor Liam asked me to make sure you do not leave the house again today. Do you need anything?”“No. Just extra ice for tonight.”“Understood. I will leave a gel pack at your apartment reception within an hour.”“I will receive it. Thank you.”I note

Chapter 119

Month after month passed. My belly grew, heavy and tight. Sleeping on my side became a habit. Waking up at night to go to the bathroom became routine. My breathing rose quickly when climbing three steps.In the final trimester, my lower back often ached. Liam taught me warm compress techniques for ten minutes and light massage along the paraspinal muscles. He never massaged when there were practice contractions. He also set limits, no lifting objects, no standing for long periods. We replaced slippery rugs with anti-slip carpets. We covered table corners with rubber protectors. We added extra handrails to the balcony stairs.Our relationship adjusted as well. Daily conversations were short but concise. “Nausea?” “No.” “Movement?” “Good.” “Drink?” “Done.”We attended childbirth preparation classes online. The instructor explained signs of labor, latent phase, active phase, transition, and breathing techniques. We practiced breathing in four counts and exhaling in six counts. Liam noted

Chapter 120

The contractions came at dawn, and this time they were not like practice ones. The tightening moved from my back to the front of my belly, holding my breath for a few seconds before releasing it. I sat at the edge of the bed, my hands pressing against my knees.Liam opened his eyes instantly, as if his body had been programmed to wake if I moved differently.“How many minutes apart?”“There were three earlier, about seven to eight minutes apart.”Liam got up, took the clock from the nightstand, and sat in front of me. “When the next one comes, tell me when it starts and when it ends.”The fourth contraction came faster than I expected. I bent forward, taking a long breath.Liam counted slowly. “Start… one… two… three…”I gripped the sheet, waiting for the peak to pass.He stopped counting when my face began to relax again. “That was forty-three seconds.”“This is not practice anymore,” I said quietly.“Yes. But there is no need to rush. We follow the plan.”He took the notes, checked

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