The soft glow of the bedside lamp cast a warm, golden hue over the room, painting everything with a sense of peace. The world outside was still, the night embracing us in its quiet serenity. Ai and I lay intertwined under the thick, cozy blanket, her head resting gently on my chest. Her delicate fingers traced absent-minded patterns over my skin, while I held her close, my hand protectively resting over her growing belly.
It was moments like these that I wished could last forever. The sound of her steady breathing, the gentle rhythm of her heartbeat against mine—it all felt so perfect. Ai tilted her face up to look at me, her deep, loving eyes glowing softly in the dim light.
"They're growing," she whispered, her voice carrying the softest tremor of awe as her hand joined mine over her womb. "Our twins, Asahi. Can you believe it?"
