Sheila’s POV

Dragging my over inflated stomach to my most intimate place as I sat on the wooden bench, legs crossed, hands resting on my bump and eyes gazing at the new blossoming plants and the sweet smell of dew.

The smell of the garden blooming took more of my attention unbeknownst someone was also in the garden until I felt a tap on my shoulder and to my greatest disbelief the intruder happened to be Diana who was smiling from ear to ear.

I engulfed her into a hug not minding my ever growing large bump protesting the tight hug.

“My Queen, your beauty is radiating, stealing the spotlight...