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Lessia's POV:

Kian held me in his arms everywhere I Intended to go to, while we were at home. He didn't spare me a moment of stress trying to do anything for myself. I found it to be a a very funny thing to do, but still I couldn't deny the sweetness behind the gestures.

It was both our first child, so I kinda understood the overprotectiveness, but sometimes it got so overwhelming, that I wanted a break so bad.

I once told him I was stronger than he thinks, I had been taking care of myself before I met him, so there was no point treating me like a child.

His argument was “you’re carrying my child and you’re my mate. I need to protect you, as well as my child, at all cost. Whenever I said he was overreacting, he claimed he wasn’t.

Despite my effort to convince him I was fine by myself, he still followed me around, doing everything for me. Food? Taking a shower? And even drinking water, he was always around to help me put the spoon in my mouth, bath me, and even hold the cup.

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