For nearly a week now, Belle had been feeling completely out of sorts. She’d woken up every morning with a dull, twisting nausea in her stomach that lingered well into the afternoon.Even the simplest tasks felt exhausting, just walking from one room to another left her feeling breathless and heavy-limbed. Worse still were the sudden, overwhelming waves of emotion that seemed to hit her out of nowhere. One moment she would be fine, and the next her eyes would fill with tears for no reason at all, or she would feel irritable and on edge over something completely trivial. One afternoon, she sat at the kitchen table, resting her head in her hands while a glass of water sat untouched in front of her. Leo, Aiden, and Luna were playing nearby, but she could barely muster the energy to smile at them. “Mommy?” Luna asked, wandering over and touching her hand gently. “Are you okay? You look very pale.” Belle forced a weak smile and patted her daughter’s head. “I’m fine, sweetie. Just feelin
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