“Alvaro went down without a fuss?” Elena asked, folding a blanket neatly over the back of the couch.
Jessica nodded, sinking onto the couch. “For once, yes. I think swimming wore him out.”
Elena chuckled, settling into the armchair across from her. “That’s the secret. Tire them out, and they’ll sleep like angels.”
Jessica laughed softly, though the sound was tinged with fatigue. She leaned back, her hand instinctively resting on her stomach as another wave of discomfort rolled through her. She frowned, rubbing absent circles against her abdomen.
“Still feeling off?” Elena’s perceptive gaze didn’t miss a thing.
Jessica hesitated before nodding. “A little. It’s probably just stress catching up with me.”
Elena studied her for a moment but didn’t press further. Instead, she shifted
