Bianca stood before the full-length mirror, her hands gently cradling her growing belly. Each day seemed to bring a new surprise as her pregnancy progressed at an unexpectedly rapid pace. Her once-favorite dress now strained against her expanding form, and she sighed with a mix of wonder and frustration.
Sheyan, her loving husband, entered the room, carrying a tray with a steaming cup of herbal tea. His eyes filled with warmth and admiration as he approached Bianca.
"You look even more beautiful today," he said, placing the tray on the bedside table and wrapping his arms around her from behind. "Our little one sure is eager to meet the world."
"I just wish I could find something to wear that still fits," she replied, leaning back into his embrace.
Sheyan had always been handy with a needle and thread, a skill passed down from his grandmother. Determined to help Bianca feel comfortable and confident, he had taken on the task of altering her clothes.
"Let's see what we can create together," he said, gesturing to the array of fabrics. "We'll make something that's both stylish and accommodating."
Bianca watched as Sheyan deftly threaded the sewing machine, his fingers moving with precision and care. She felt a wave of gratitude wash over her, not just for his practical help but for the love and partnership they shared.
Together, they selected fabrics that held sentimental value—an old shirt of Sheyan's, a scarf given to Bianca by her mother, and other cherished pieces. As Sheyan worked, Bianca recounted memories associated with each fabric, weaving stories into the stitches.
"Remember when we bought this in Paris?" she asked, holding up a piece of fabric.
"How could I forget? It was right before you got the news," he replied, smiling at the memory.
Bianca tried on the dress, spinning slowly in front of the mirror. It fit perfectly, accommodating her growing belly while still reflecting her personal style. Her eyes shimmered with happiness as she turned to Sheyan.
"It's perfect," she said, her voice thick with emotion.
"Just like you," he replied, pulling her into a gentle embrace. They stood together, savoring the moment and anticipating the new chapter that lay ahead.
Bianca rested her head on Sheyan's shoulder, feeling the gentle flutter of life within her. The future felt both vast and intimate, a beautiful journey they would navigate together.
"Whatever comes, we'll face it as a family," Sheyan whispered, his words a promise and a vow.
"Yes, we will," Bianca agreed, her heart brimming with love and hope.
