Chapter 140

Sarah pov.

By mid-morning, I'd had enough of Marina's relentless remarks. She had barely been awake for an hour and had already managed to critique my toast, my tea, and my posture at the breakfast table.

I needed an escape-or at least some good advice.

I grabbed my phone and slipped into the guest room, locking the door behind me for some much-needed privacy.

Zoe answered on the first ring, her chipper tone cutting through my frustration like a breath of fresh air.

"Sarah! How's my favorite boss lady-slash-baby incubator?"

I groaned. "I'm surviving. Barely."

"Oh no, Marina's still there, isn't she?" Zoe asked, her voice laced with amusement.

"She's practically set up camp," I said, flopping onto the bed. "This morning, she told me I should replace my toast with oatmeal because it's better for my digestion. And yesterday, it was water. She counted how many sips I took, Zoe. Counted."

Zoe burst into laughter, the kind that made me laugh too, even though I was still annoyed. "Wow. She sounds like the pregnancy police. Have you tried distracting her?" "Distracting her?" I asked, intrigued.

"Yeah! Give her something else to focus on. Like, throw some random household project her way. Or, better yet, just start agreeing with her in the most dramatic way possible. She'll either back off or think you've lost your mind."

I chuckled, the tension in my shoulders easing a bit. "That's... actually brilliant. Maybe I'll suggest she alphabetize the pantry or something."

if that doesn't work, call

lifesaver, Zoe. I don't know

this. Don't let her

after we hung up. For the first time in

to the kitchen with a renewed sense of

sipping tea and scrolling on her phone like she owned the place. Richard had gone upstairs to take a

in, "I was just reading an article about how staying active during pregnancy can improve the baby's health. Have you considered starting a light

smile. "That's a

blinked, clearly not expecting that response. "Oh, well, I don't really

a glass of water.

and I fought back a

staying active, and we've got a great plan in place. So no need to worry-I've got it under control." For once, she didn't have a comeback. I took my seat at the table,

time evening rolled around, I felt like I was

grocery run-but they were starting to roll off me in a way they hadn't before. As I stood in the kitchen preparing tea, Richard came up

holding up?" he asked, pressing a kiss

handle Marina," I said,

he said, raising an

with her in the most over-the-top way or change the subject. It's actually kind of fun watching her try to keep up." Richard

just... hard sometimes. She always has something to say, and it feels like

doesn't get to dictate how you feel or what you do. You're the one carrying this baby, and you're the one who knows what's best." His

let her get to me. This is our journey, and I won't let anyone

he said, pulling me into

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