PART 1 - From Conception to Consciousness

Previously

…The being slept. But even in sleep, it listened. It waited. It knew, somehow, that the voice would come again. And it did. As the first light of morning crept through the curtains, Elena stirred and placed her hand on her belly. She smiled, her eyes still closed, and whispered, “Good morning, little one. Ready for another day?” And deep inside, in the warm, dark world, the being pressed back. A small, deliberate movement. A greeting. A promise. The first conversation between a mother and her child had begun.