Ara was filled with an overwhelming surge of joy and excitement, a surge so powerful that it threatened to burst out of her in a high-pitched squeal of delight. However, she managed to compose herself, taking a deep breath and smoothing out the delicate fabric of her dress. She stood before the mirror in their spacious bathroom, admiring her reflection from different angles. There, she saw the modest yet unmistakable protrusion of her baby bump, evidence of the precious life growing inside her.
Approaching Ara from behind, John's presence enveloped her, his large hands gently cradling hers as they both tenderly caressed the bump. Ara couldn't help but feel a rush of warmth and affection as she caught his reflection in the mirror. It was a sight that filled her heart with joy and gratitude
