Monday morning, Aria woke up feeling different again....
Not sick, not nauseous—just aware. Hyperaware of her body, of the changes happening, and of the fact that today marked exactly twelve weeks of pregnancy....
The end of the first trimester. The beginning of the second. And a major milestone....
She sat up carefully and placed both hands on her belly. The bump was definitely there now—it was not huge, but unmistakable when she was naked or in tight clothes... But under the loose shirt she'd worn to bed, it was barely visible....
"Twelve weeks," she whispered to Emma. "We made it, baby girl. The scary part is over. Now you just keep growing and getting stronger..."
Damien stirred beside her. "Talking to Emma already?"
"Always. Today's a big day—twelve weeks. We have the appoin
