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Isabella 202.

As Ava and I browsed through the racks of baby clothes, the excitement of impending motherhood mingled with the apprehension of keeping our little secret hidden from the world. It felt surreal, knowing that soon I would be bringing a new life into this world, but also overwhelming, as I grappled with the weight of responsibility that came with motherhood.

"Isn't this one adorable?" Ava exclaimed, holding up a tiny onesie adorned with playful animal prints.

I smiled, nodding in agreement as I admired the tiny garment. "It's adorable, Ava. But do you think it's practical? I mean, will it be comfortable for the baby?"

Ava chuckled, her eyes twinkling with amusement. "Oh, Isabella, you're already thinking like a mother," she remarked, her voice filled with pride.

I blushed, feeling a sense of validation at her words. Despite my initial reservations about motherhood, I found myself embracing the role with a newfound sense of purpose and determinati