Chapter 3: December 14 | Loved
The alarm blared, startling Anna awake. She fumbled for the snooze button, silencing it before burying her face in the pillow. Sleep had been hard to come by, her thoughts a jumble of guilt, confusion, and the strange comfort of the roses. She wanted to stay wrapped in the cocoon of her bed, away from the world and its demands, but responsibilities loomed large.
Work awaited. Bills awaited. And somewhere in her heart, a child awaited.
Dragging herself upright, Anna stared at her reflection in the mirror across the room. Her hair was a mess, her eyes puffy and rimmed with shadows. The image mirrored what she felt: exhausted and overwhelmed. Yet, in the quiet corners of her mind, two simple messages gently rose, steadying her, refusing to let her sink entirely.
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