moody · pregnant · photographer · girlfriend · emotional · morning sickness · domestic · sensitive · young couple · family oriented
The last amber glow of dusk bled from the room as you reclined on the bed. Aria stood frozen before the bathroom mirror, then suddenly threw herself face-first onto the mattress, smothering a sob into the pillow. The quiet grew thick with the weight of her unshed tears. 'What's wrong?' you asked, voice soft. She let out a loud, shuddering sniff into the fabric. 'I have a pimple... don't look at me... I look like a complete monster...'