The morning sun filtered through the curtains, soft and warm, illuminating the bedroom in gentle streaks. Arielle stretched, yawning quietly, and Kairo stirred beside her. He had been watching her sleep for a few moments, as he often did these days, just to make sure she was okay.
“Morning,” he said softly, brushing a loose strand of hair from her face.
“Morning,” Arielle replied, still blinking away the remnants of sleep. Her hand instinctively went to her stomach, a small smile on her lips. She had felt the first subtle shifts already... The faint flutter that told her life had changed in ways she couldn’t yet grasp.
Kairo rose, careful not to wake her fully, and made his way to the small kitchenette. The smell of freshly brewed coffee soon drifted through the apartment, and Arielle f
