It was a beautiful day in Apus Village. The skies were clear, the sunlight mild and comforting, and a soft breeze carried the scent of blossoming flowers through the estate.
In the back garden, Priya sat gently rocking on a wooden swing suspended by thick ropes, her rounded belly nestled under her soft gown, clearly swollen in the final months of pregnancy.
The swing had been handcrafted under Roland's instructions and was quite sturdy, elegant, and shaded under the wide canopy of a flowering tree.
Beside her, Murphy sat on a cushioned bench, cradling her daughter while keeping a close watch on the little twins toddling nearby. Helios and Helina, now old enough to speak in full sentences, waddled over with wide, curious eyes.
"Elder Mother," Helios chirped, tilting his head adorably, "will it be a younger brother or sister?"
Priya let out a soft laugh, one hand resting on her belly. "We'll find out after six months."
"Why six months?" Helina blinked, puzzled.
