Zyanna
I don't think there is any possible way for my belly to get any bigger. Anya had just finished checking me over assuring me I was doing great, and whatever else she babbled on about. I glared at her, looking at her cute, tiny belly with one baby in there. She caught my look and started laughing at me. "It's not that bad, Zy." She continued to laugh.
"You don't know. I can't sleep or breathe or eat or think straight. Who knew this was going to be so hard." I whined.
"You are doing great. Just keep letting Nikolai take care of you." She smiled, helping me up off the exam table. "You should be due any day now, and you will have those cute little boys to cuddle."
"I think you meant giant half-grown children." I muttered, hugging her. She and I had grown closer over the months. Onc
