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--Alyssa--

As I glance down at my belly, I can’t help but marvel at the changes that have occurred over the past two months. It’s as if my body has defied the usual timeline, and instead of showing the subtle signs of early pregnancy, I now appear as though I’m well into my sixth month. The growth is significant, the curve of my abdomen undeniably prominent, and it’s both awe-inspiring and a little overwhelming. It feels like my body is orchestrating its own version of time, moving at its own pace.

I haven’t ventured outside much lately. The few times I have, it’s been under careful cover, avoiding any unnecessary exposure. The staff who come in are few and far between, each visit meticulously planned to ensure minimal disruption and maximum discretion. The rest of the time, I stay within the sanctuary of our home, where I feel safest and most at ease.

Xavier has been a constant source of support and reassurance. He fabricated a story about how I was actually in my fifth month of preg