Celina and Zoe were in a luxury boutique, surrounded by racks of fine fabrics and dazzling displays. Zoe, as lively and straightforward as ever, walked through the aisles with unrestrained excitement, helping Celina pick out outfits that flattered her figure—especially now that pregnancy was starting to bring small but noticeable changes.

“This red dress will look stunning on you, girl,” Zoe said, holding the piece up against Celina’s body to get a better look. “But enjoy it while you can, because pretty soon you’ll need a whole new wardrobe. That belly’s going to grow, and trust me—it won’t show mercy.”

Celina laughed softly, sharing in the moment.

“I know, Zoe. I barely settled into these clothes and I’m already thinking I’ll have to replace everything soon.” She caressed her stomach tenderly. “But honestly, I love it. Thor’s just as excited as I am.”

“And he should be,” Zoe grinned, handing her another dress. “Try this one too. The color will make those green eyes of yours pop.”

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