Angel’s POV, around 7 months later:
For the last month or five, I’ve struggled to find a comfortable position in bed despite it being filled to the brim with pillows. Even when Terra stopped invading my bed every night, I struggled to find a sleeping position. It’s worse those nights Terra comes back, expecting me to give up my body and to cuddle with my growing belly. I can barely eat after those nights, too disgusted about who will raise my child.
The enslaved women in my household try to comfort me about it. Some tell me it’s unusual for a male elf to stick around after conception. That I should feel honored. That he cares more about me than I know. That it might even be love. The women I’ve become closer to, quietly say differently. They can’t be open about their meanings and warn me
