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    So, Brian ordered a customized, woodsy incense scent for her, one that she could tolerate. He also prepared her daily meals himself.


    “You could just hire someone to cook,” Rachel suggested several times, but he always shut the idea down.


    “I feel more reassured when I do it myself,” he would reply.


    By the third trimester, Rachel experienced severe swelling, especially in her legs. She couldn’t fit into any of her trousers, and her protruding belly made sleep ufortable.


    Brian came over every day to massage her legs, having learned the techniques from experts in the field.


    Due to the pregnancy, Rachel’s body temperature was slightly higher than usual, and she often kicked the covers off at night. After she caught a cold one evening, Brian became even more cautious. Despite the room being set to the perfect temperature, he would still tuck her in every night and periodically check on her.


    Rachel took note of all of this—every gesture, every word—and kept it in her heart. She had to admit, his devotion moved her. She knew he would be an even better father.


    “Baby, even though your mom and dad aren’t together, we will love you very, very much. You’ll see,” she whispered to her growing belly.


    In the final month of her pregnancy, Rachel’s movements became less fluid. She had a low-lying centa, and the doctor warned her that she might deliver earlier than expected.


    To ensure a safe delivery, she decided to return home.


    Brian arranged for a flight that same day, and after a two-hour drive from the airport, they finally arrived at the familiar, upscale neighborhood.


    Rachel looked around in surprise as the car pulled up to a stoop. “Have you made a mistake?”


    “You’ll need more room with the baby around, so I bought a new house. You’ll be morefortable here. The location is very essible in case of an emergency, and the overall environment is great. This ce was recently renovated, so it’s safe and up to code. Come on, I’ll show you around.”


    Rachel nodded and followed him without protest. She knew it wasn’t just for the baby; Brian had bought the house to make herfortable.


    She felt a lump of emotion in her throat as they approached the door. They were greeted in the foyer by a handful of people who bowed and weed her with warm greetings.


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    As they toured the rooms, she realized they had been decorated in her favorite style.


    Brian had even prepared two nurseries, both with a gentle, cozy vibe that was perfect for the baby.


    “We don’t know if it’s a boy or a girl, so I went ahead and prepared for both. I figured it would be too much of a hassle to wait until you give birth.”


    Rachel walked into one of the rooms and took stock of the supplies it held. There were clothes, toiletries, and even snacks. The toys had been carefully selected, arranged in order of a child’s development. It was even more detailed than any of the guidebooks she had read.


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