The sunlight felt soft and warm on Raelynn's skin as she walked out of the house, Hera trailing closely behind. The driver stood by the car, opening the door with a respectful nod.
"Miss Moore," Hera began as they settled into the backseat, "are you sure about this outing? If there's anything else you need, I can—"
"I need to do this myself," Raelynn interrupted gently. Her hands rested protectively over her stomach, a subconscious gesture she'd found herself doing more often lately.
Since the moment she'd learned she was pregnant, her head filled with nonstop questions and doubts. Could she do this? Would she be a good mother? Without anyone to guide her—no mother figure, no friends with similar experiences—it was like she was wandering around blind
That's why today mattered. She was determined to prepare herself, to learn everything she could, even if it meant starting with the basics.
