Elsa
Five months later...
"Elsa? Wake up. They're waiting for us downstairs..."
"Hmmm..."
"Come on! It's already ten o'clock ... I know you're not sleeping much at the moment, but you have to get up..."
"Right now? For months you have meant..." I sighed.
I turned to my side and buried my head in the pillow. I felt her hand slip over my stomach.
"What are you doing? "
"I ask your baby if he will help me get his mother out of bed."
I stood up at once and cast a long glance at Honeymaren.
"Don't call me that...
"But..."
"Don't call me that!" I repeated more bluntly.
The young woman immediately removed her hand from my belly.
"I'm sorry..." she said. "I thought you'd come to terms with it over time... I thought I had made you understand that I would always be there for you and that you should not be afraid of the role you will soon assume...
"I can't.... It's too hard."
"How do you do that?"
"Please... I would like to talk about something else..."
"Not this time. Elsa... You always change the subject as soon as we talk about it... You are in your eighth month of pregnancy... Like it or not, you can't run anymore. "
"I can no longer run away, but I do everything I can to ignore what is happening to me."
I felt a small kick, then a second. Honeymaren noticed that I had suddenly frozen. She looked down at my belly and sighed:
"It's impossible, you know that. It is better to prepare yourself psychologically for what will happen soon than to refuse to face reality. The doctor has told you countless times... We're all worried about you, you know. You have a baby that looks tiny as you reach the end of your pregnancy... This is not normal. It is as if you refuse to let it exist any more."
I shrugged my shoulders. She looked up, desperate, and rose.
"I'm going to join the others downstairs. They're going to wonder what we're making".
"What then?"
"Elsa..."
I grabbed her by the arm and said:
"You know... Since you've been here, you've gotten me used to waking up much better than I got this morning."
Honeymaren tried to conceal the smile that immediately appeared on her lips.
"What are you thinking of?" she asked with a detached air.
"I think you know what I mean."
I drew her to me, sat her on the bed, and put my hand in her hair. I grabbed her neck and drew her face closer to mine. As I was about to kiss her, she murmured:
"They've been up for over an hour...I don't think it's time for...
"They may wait a little longer, don't you think?"
I placed my lips delicately on hers and tightened my fingers a little more around her neck. Then I felt a shiver running through her body.
"What do you think?" I whispered, smiling.
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