After that day, I felt a bit out of it for a while. I just functioned on automatic, l just could not adapt so quickly.
Digesting the information, I found myself laughing every now and again like a fool. From that previous life to this one. Having everything to this... "Mother, grandmother. I am so sorry for being willful." It just seems like a subtle nightmare. Disbelief, unwillingness to accept all of this, and finally after careful consideration accepting it.
Two weeks in total I have arrived.
The days seem longer, the males—mates, three are present, the fourth is still missing. It took a while to get used to, encroaching on my personal space slowly. I frowned while rubbing my stomach thinking of the world beyond this home. My skin itched, gums, there was an urge to run but with this extra weight that is impossible. There was also pain in my lower back and the bundle in my stomach moved so much I could not help poking it I turn.
