Ivy’s POV
“I don’t know about this, Raven,” I advised her sceptically, as I tried to copy her pose whilst simultaneously trying to keep my balance on this tiny little mat she had me on.
She had been on a mission to find a way for me to keep active since Vlad clued her in on the pregnancy and had been trying several less strenuous forms of exercise with me over the past few weeks to find one that worked for me. I tried pilates first, but that wasn’t my cup of tea, neither was aerobic classes, and now we were trying yoga. Now, I didn’t understand what benefit was bending and twisting my body like a pretzel and how it was supposed to help, but I wouldn’t tell Raven that.
She had been so supportive and excited about this pregnancy, but at the same time, I knew it was a bittersweet moment fo
