I couldn’t believe it. I genuinely couldn’t wrap my head around the fact that it had actually worked—that Cora was pregnant. That she was truly carrying life inside of her.
My eyes locked on her stomach. She was wearing a loose shirt, but I didn’t care. It didn’t matter that there was no visible bump yet, no outward sign of the tiny being growing within her. Because I knew. Right behind that fabric, something was beginning. A life was forming. Cells were multiplying. A heart would soon be beating.
She would change, soon. Her body would soften and round. Her skin would start to glow, her movements would slow with purpose, and her entire being would shift in a way that made her even more magnetic than before. It was a strange thing, how something invisible to the eye could already feel so
