The sunlight outside the window filtered in through the curtains, casting specks of light onto the white silky duvet.
The alarm clock went off right on time, repeatedly ringing.
It was set by Asher Land, meant to get her up for breakfast.
Sophie Smith turned over, stretched out her hand from under the covers, and turned off the alarm before slowly opening her sleepy eyes.
She lingered on the bed for a long time before getting up.
Even if she doesn't eat breakfast, the baby needs to.
She pulled open the curtains and stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window.
Gazing into the distance, with blue skies, white clouds, sunshine, and a gentle breeze, she felt refreshed.
In the blink of an eye, it was already early summer. She shed her heavy coat and put on a cardigan over a simple long dress.
She lowered her head and gently caressed her protruding belly.
In three months, this child would arrive.
The child belonging to her and Asher Land.
