“Belly Full of Secrets”:

Elvira

The silence was a living thing.

For a moment, neither of us moved. Elyra stood frozen in the doorway, her hand splayed protectively across her stomach. And me? I was still trying to breathe, still trying to understand what I was seeing, what I was feeling.

She looked… different. Softer and rounder. Not just from the obvious swell of her stomach, but from something else, something in her eyes. The Elyra I ...