After hanging up the phone, Amelia Clarke leaned over to place her cellphone back on the coffee table, feeling a bit stretched out in her stomach. Just as she exerted force around her waist to return to the couch, she distinctly felt something brush against her from inside her belly.
The sensation was unfamiliar, yet it inexplicably filled her with joy.
Amelia knew what it was; she lowered her head and caressed her swollen belly, her eyes twinkling with an undiscovered tender love.
She couldn't help but pick up her phone and dial Owen Moreland's number.
"Sorry, the number you have dialed has been switched off, please try again later..."
The call couldn't go through; Amelia was momentarily stunned. It was impossible not to feel disheartened. The baby's movement had brought her indescribable joy, and she had wanted to share this joy with Owen Moreland immediately, but his phone was switched off.
