Jasmine's Point of View
The day of the trial arrived, and I woke to my usual routine of kissing Caspian before running to the toilet, yellow bile coming from my mouth. Despite the sour taste, I couldn't help but smile. Our little girl, growing steadily inside of me. I brushed my teeth and sat on the bed, attempting to stir Caspian.
"Good morning, handsome."
A gurgling sound came out of his mouth, followed by him raising his head.
"Good morning, beautiful." He smiled, reaching out to pull me down.
"Come on, dear. We have to get ready." I feigned protest, falling beside him as he kissed my forehead and placed his hand on my stomach.
"Good morning, little one." He lifted my shirt and kissed my chubby belly, resting his head there. He looked up at me wit
