In a small, peaceful cottage nestled in a serene meadow, Aria, adorned in a flowing gown, cradled her round belly with tender care. The sun's warm rays filtered through the windows, casting a gentle glow upon her face. She had a serene aura about her, a reflection of the profound love and joy that filled her heart.
Beside her, Ashton, her beloved husband, gazed at her with adoration, his eyes reflecting the same happiness that radiated from within. His hands tenderly caressed her swollen belly, feeling the delicate movements of their unborn child. They had waited for this moment, a moment of respite from the tumultuous war that had consumed their lives.
