The next morning, Bastien got up before Kate woke. He prepared breakfast and sandwiches for the day, included fruit and everything Kate might need. Kate woke up hugging her pillow; the bed felt cold without Bastien. She got up and put on a dress and flat sandals. She smelled the breakfast, and the baby started moving. Kate smiled and caressed her belly.

—You like daddy’s food too, don’t you? —Kate came out and saw Bastien finishing setting the table. When he saw her, he walked over to take her by the arm.—

—How are you feeling today?

—Good, thank you.

—I left breakfast ready. I’ll leave so you can eat in peace. I’m going to take a shower. —Kate nodded and started eating what Bastien had prepared. There was a bowl of oatmeal cooked with cinnamon and sugar, topped with dried fruits and grated apple. She tasted it; it was delicious. She had never tried it before, but she loved it. Kate finished breakfast and Bastien still hadn’t returned. She got up and went to the bedroom. Bastien was f