✨Before He Leaves.✨ Flora Pov Flora woke slowly the next morning. For once it wasn’t because she had to rush to the bathroom. Instead she woke to warmth. Nasir’s arm was draped heavily over her waist, his palm resting protectively over the curve of her stomach like it had fallen there sometime during the night and never left. The room was quiet, soft morning light slipping through the curtains and painting gentle gold across the bed. For a moment she didn’t move. She just lay there listening. Nasir’s breathing was deep and steady behind her, the calm rhythm rising and falling against her back. Beneath her own hand, their baby shifted slightly, a small rolling movement that made her smile. “Good morning to you too,” she whispered softly to her stomach. The memory of the night be

