…Few Months On…
VIVIAN reclined on the plush couch, one leg tucked under her, a plate of biscuits on her lap, and a cup of juice balanced carefully in her hand. The soft glow of the TV illuminated her face as she flipped through channels, occasionally nibbling at a biscuit. Her baby bump had already started to show, and she adjusted her posture, resting a hand over it and smiling faintly. It was a quiet evening, one of those rare moments where she could just relax, basking in the comfort of her home.
A few minutes later, she heard a familiar voice drifting from the hallway. Adrian, speaking animatedly, laughing lightly. She paused mid-bite, turning her head toward the sound.
“I know, right?” he said, chuckling.
“Yes Daddy. I hope you are taking care of yourself?” Hazel’s cheerful, inno
