The days that followed were like a gentle breath of spring: peaceful, sweet, filled with small discoveries. Elisa woke up with a new sparkle in her eyes, despite the natural discomforts of the first weeks. Eduardo, for his part, seemed like a different man. More present. More attentive. It was as if he had discovered a new meaning for everything... and that new meaning was growing inside the woman he loved.
That morning, the sun slowly invaded the bedroom, tinting the sheets golden. Elisa was lying down, staring at the ceiling, with her hands resting on her still subtle belly. Eduardo approached silently, kissed the tip of her nose and whispered:
Good morning, mommy.
She smiled.
Good morning, daddy.
He rested his face on her belly, still invisible to the world's eyes, but immense in meaning.
Hey, you in there... are you going to be calmer than mommy or have you taken after my stubborn side?
Elisa laughed.
They will be exactly as they should be. Loved.
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