A Promising FutureEvery woman in the Sanctuary was stroking their enormous pregnant bellies. Often, this was a way for them to soothe any discomfort going on inside their wombs, whether it was kicking from their fetuses or the stinging tightness of their stomach skin. But as Violet began to confuse them with her sudden outburst and strange explanation, their belly rubs were more of an attempt to quiet their own minds instead.
"What do you mean, 'your mother?'" Ana finally said, waddling closer. Her swollen middle hung down with her navel sticking out proudly and her hands struggled to cradle all of her maternal bulk. She was still the smallest woman in the Sanctuary when it came to the size of her belly but Ana was so clearly nearing the end of her pregnancy that it gave her an overwhelming air of maternity. Impressive considering she wasn't even a woman a year ago.
"We're not Violet, not exactly," Violet said, groaning a little as she looked down at her colossal belly. It was still wet from her recent