THE FEAR OF MOTHERHOOD (final saga) B

Luna sat down alone and began to soliloquize. 'Three days had passed since their holiday ended, yet the house still carried their laughter like a faint echo.' She drifted through the hallway as though the air itself had grown heavy, each step slow and trembling. Her eyes lingered on the couch where Naomi once sat, her sweet voice filling the room with endless questions. She could almost hear Naomi’s giggle, the way she would tug at her sleeve and whisper secrets only they shared.By the kitchen door, Luna paused, remembering Pavel’s playful grin as he tried to sneak extra cookies, pretending innocence while crumbs betrayed him. The image of his mischievous eyes made her lips quiver into a fragile smile before the ache returned.In the corner by the window, she imagined Theodoros quietly building his little towers, his serious face lighting up only when he thought no one was watching. His gentle patience, so unlike his brother’s restless energy, had always softened the room. And then Thomas. Who burst into the room with boundless energy, making even silence feel alive.She could almost see him dart past, ball in hand, daring the world to keep up. She remembers how he soaked her Indonesian bedsheet with urine. Stopping her from enjoying the fondling, cuddling, and kisses the other night....Luna whispered each of their names like a prayer, as if speaking them might draw them back through the walls. Her voice cracked, and before she could stop it, a sob tore through her chest-raw, aching, unstoppable. Tears blurred her sight, but she kept walking, her heart reaching for a warmth that was no longer there; each memory was a soft blade that cut and comforted all at once. Asher walked up behind her, wrapping his arms around her trembling shoulders. She melted into his hold, her sobs softening as he stroked her hair.“They healed me, babe,” Luna whispered, her voice breaking but full of wonder. “They erased the fear of motherhood from my heart and turned it into the Joy of Motherhood. Those kids… they healed me. I’m ready now, ready to have our own children, my love.” Asher turned her gently to face him.Luna cupped his cheeks, drawing him closer until their breaths mingled.Then she kissed him deep, wild, and desperate. A kiss that carried every promise of the future they were about to begin.(A chapter of new beginnings, tender fears, and the miracle of life.) THE END

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