Morning came gently.
Aria woke to soft light, no alarm, and no demands. Just peace. She checked her phone, it was eight AM. A text from Damien laid visible on her screen. Thought I'd let you sleep in. There's breakfast in the kitchen when you're ready. She smiled. Got up. Showered, and dressed in comfortable clothes. She picked leggings with an oversized sweater. Just something casual wear.
When she emerged… the smell of coffee hit her. Her stomach protested instantly, and immediately. She made her way to the bathroom, barely reaching in time for some morning sickness reaction.
When she finally emerged… she was pale and shaky. Damien was there with a glass of water, some crackers, and concern written all over his face.
"How bad?" Damien asked.
Aria replied, breathing heavily, "Manage
