" She was done travelling around the world in her way. It was her 7th month of pregnancy and she had finally bathed into a new sense of life with a new spirit. She didn't just care for the ones she loved. But also for the ones she had no contacts with. She said she liked being around the unknown, to have them known and dwell in their hearts of variant mettle. For once, she had been out of her shoes and stepped into a contrasting world. Very peculiar. The dreams she had never endured before were a temporary part of her routine. The ones with green and blue colors. The ones that had a blur ray of hope. Like it would stay she aspired.
She had compromised with the nature a few times already. While her walks got slower with time, her longing to be a mother wasn't lasting. She was a woman with an objective. A soul with a difference. A character of solemn commitments. A lady of dense words. When she liked being loyal to all her characters, she feared being audacious to herself. Because she knew that soon he would rupture her bones and shatter her soul without a tear.
And just for once, there and then, she would fall apart in all aspects. With tears of her gone unborn. "
She had compromised with the nature a few times already. While her walks got slower with time, her longing to be a mother wasn't lasting. She was a woman with an objective. A soul with a difference. A character of solemn commitments. A lady of dense words. When she liked being loyal to all her characters, she feared being audacious to herself. Because she knew that soon he would rupture her bones and shatter her soul without a tear.
And just for once, there and then, she would fall apart in all aspects. With tears of her gone unborn. "
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