Vanessa's POV I lay still a moment before opening my eyes, my limbs heavy against the mattress, my eyelids refusing to lift on the first attempt. When I finally pushed myself upright, my shoulders dragged with the effort, and I sat there a second longer, blinking against the pale morning light spilling through the curtains.I swung my legs over the side of the bed, planted my feet on the cold floor, and crossed to the mirror, my steps slower than they used to be, my hand trailing the wall for balance.I studied the shape of myself in the glass, the round curve of my stomach stretching the fabric of my nightgown, and rested my palm against it without deciding to.Something fluttered beneath my hand.I went still, my breath catching in my throat.It came again, firmer this time, a distinct pressure pushing outward against my palm, and I felt my mouth pull into a smile before I'd even registered doing it, my other hand flying up to cover my lips."There you are," I whispered.The door s
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