Isabella’s POV
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Almost 3 months later…
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“Okay, baby, one more step,” Liam helped me walk downstairs. "Easy, my love," Liam murmured, his strong arms supporting me as I waddled down the stairs, one agonizing step at a time. My belly had grown so large these past weeks that I could barely see my feet, and every movement felt like a monumental effort.
I don’t know if my daughter is going to be huge or what, but when I was pregnant with Jensen, I never got this big.
“You didn’t eat well at that time; you were still sad,” Tammie pointed out.
“I know, but I shouldn’t look like a whale,” I countered, trying to ignore the pain I felt in my leg.
I have no idea what my daughter is doing, but she is pinching a nerve or something, making it im
