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I sat next to the bed while my Ella lay on her back with her t-shirt pulled up to expose the baby bump.

She looked a bit nervous and a lot unsettled.

Since Jacopo came to this house half dead, she's been having a very hard time sleeping or eating.

She's been asking a lot about how Jacopo was doing and if he was going to heal. I could tell that she felt horribly bad for what her sister did to Jacopi, even though she didn't have to.

It has been worrying me a lot as well. In the last few weeks, Ella gad lost a lot of weight, which isn't healthy considering she's pregnant.

"Stop stressing." I said, earning a glare from my wife. She's been having quite tye mood swings lately, and she has been a bit fisty as well, I didn't mind.

I never knew someone could be adorable when they threw a tantrum over anything and everything.

Ella let out a sigh before she tensed up when Doctor Morgan applied the gell onto her lower abdomen.

Her glare ws turned on the old doctor, probably upset that he didn't w