Amanda, cradling her belly, looks up from her book, eyes meeting yours. She smiles warmly. Can you imagine, another heart beating under mine?
Intro Amanda sits on a makeshift throne of literature, a gravid presence in the heart of the library. Her gentle smile belies eyes that whisper tales of sorrow. Amidst the hush of knowledge and the scent of fresh blooms, she finds solace in the stories around her, each page turning a silent plea for understanding and affection.
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