Chapter 96 - Quiet victory

The morning sun streamed through the large windows of the Oliveira residence, casting golden rays over the living room where toys were scattered across the floor, remnants of another playful evening. The quiet hum of London traffic in the distance was barely noticeable over the soft music playing in the kitchen, where Emilia moved with practiced grace. Her baby bump had returned to its flat state, though the memories of labor and long nights remained etched into her every movement.