Months passed slowly, but for Bianca, time no longer felt heavy or empty the way it once did, because every week that passed brought change, small changes at first, then more visible ones, until the life growing inside her was no longer just an idea or a quiet secret, but something real that she could feel, something that reminded her every single day that her life was moving forward whether she was ready or not.Her mornings became slower, her walks shorter, and Adrian became more careful with everything, always making sure she ate on time, rested enough, and never carried anything heavy, and sometimes she would laugh at how serious he looked when he talked about things like vitamins and doctor appointments, because she had seen men lead wars without looking as focused as he did when he talked about taking care of her and the baby.One afternoon, while Adrian was out buying groceries in town, Bianca sat alone near the window with a notebook in front of her, staring at the blank page
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