Felicia
Three weeks had passed since that first emotional day in my new condo. Time moved differently here in Karite Pack. Slower. Gentler. But my body was changing fast.
I stood in front of the full-length mirror in my bedroom, gently running my hands over my belly. It was no longer flat. A clear, round bump pushed out against my soft lavender maternity dress. At only eight weeks, most people wouldn’t show this much, but carrying six babies made everything happen quicker. Doctor Elena had warned me this would happen.
“Wow,” I whispered, turning sideways. The bump felt heavy already, but it also felt like a miracle. My six little ones were growing strong.
Life in Karite had started to feel almost normal. I wasn’t hiding anymore. People smiled at me when I walked by the lake or visited
