Two days ago
Fanny woke up in the middle of the night, very thirsty. Benjamin was sleeping soundly and she thought she could handle going to the kitchen herself. She got up from bed, carefully, opened the door and got downstairs.
When she entered the kitchen, she decided she wanted a bit of warm milk, so she was about to light up the fire, when she heard a noise. She stopped moving, to try to hear it again. And more noises.
"Someone must have let the window open." She said to herself and decided to go and close it at once. She didn't like repetitive noises.
Fanny was slow, since the baby was already very heavy. She was regretting not having asked for Benjamin's help. But then, he was so handsome sleeping. Like an angel. She smiled at the thought of him. He looked like an angel, but could be very devilish when they were being intimate.
"That way, I'll be pregnant every year." and she smiled. The noise, now, was different. She stopped. It was like drawings? The office.
