The first photo she saw on Matthew's phone was indeed her. It was a photo of her from two days ago. She was fast asleep. Her belly was big, and her hair was a mess. She didn't look good at all.

"I'm so ugly in this photo. Delete it," she protested.

Matthew grabbed her hand and said, “Honey, this photo is mine. You can't delete it." She had taken away the glass jar of folded stars and the photo he'd snapped of her so Long ago, and refused to give them back to him. Of course he refused flatly.

Erica thought about it a while and decided to let it go. They slept together every day, and he knew how she looked.

“Okay, then Let go of me. I won't delete it, I swear."

Matthew didn't let go of her hand until he got her promise.

There were about three hundred photos in the album, many of which were of her and the children, and their wedding photos. Of course, most of the photos were of Erica

The two of them curled up together, scrolling through his gallery

Erica started doing the long blink, and before long, fell asleep in

Matthew's arms.

Looking at the sleeping woman, Matthew felt sorry for her

It was really hard to be a mother. She had to endure the pain of morning sickness at the start of her pregnancy, and then had to carry that weight around every day. Her body was changing and it was out of their control. She had abdominal cramps, leg cramps, and had to go the bathroom all the time.

His hand swept across the woman's big belly, and there was a sudden movement where he touched. Babies often push against the walls of their cage, and these kids were no exception

Matthew put his hand back on her belly again. There it was again-that strange smaller bulge. He waited a moment and then the bulge returned, in another Location. He smiled. His precious daughters were active

Matthew was addicted to the game. He saw the bulge again, and moved to touch it. It was like some bizarre game of whack-a-mole.

The pregnant woman didn't feel anything and stayed asleep.

After what seemed like forever, the bulges stopped. Maybe the kids were tired and went to sleep themselves.

Matthew got comfortable in the bed and fell asleep himself, his wife in his arms.

However, before long, he was awakened by the sounds of crying.

He opened his eyes and saw his wife's face, streaked with tears.

Matthew moved to hold the woman in his arms. He asked worriedly,

“Honey, what's wrong?"

Erica kept crying without saying anything

Turning on the bedside lamp, Matthew looked at the crying woman and asked, “Are you in pain? Tell me!"

Erica nodded sadly.