A month passed by as Zamarad struggled to accept and welcome the changes that were happening in her body. No one told her that being pregnant for the devil would be so hard. Unlike ordinary pregnancies which brought about morning sicknesses for at least the first three month, her pregnancy made her sleep almost throughout the day.
It was yet another such day. She had woke up in the morning and went through her routines like she normally did. Breakfast was brought to her room by her personal maid hence she didn't have to meet her parents and siblings.
Zamarad enjoyed her meals and wiped her lips. She suddenly felt the urge to go to bed as a yawn escaped her mouth. Shrugging helplessly, the girl stood up with the intention of walking to her bed but was attacked by a wave dizziness and fell to the floor passing out.
