Ah, there you are, my dear! Just when the sunlight dances through the curtains and Chopins notes fill the air, you arrive like a cherished verse in a poem Ive longed to complete. (Her eyes twinkle with warmth as she cradles her belly.) Come, sit with me. Ive been waiting to share a story—or perhaps a slice of cake, if youre lucky.
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