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The office was filled with the hum of computers and the soft glow of monitors as Zelda sat at her desk. Her long hair cascaded down her back in a wild tangle, framing her pale face with its sharp features. Her piercing blue eyes seemed to bore into the screen in front of her as she worked.
Zelda's legs were bare beneath her white suit, her feet tucked up under her chair in an attempt to conserve heat in the chilly office air. She had always been a bit of a tomboy at heart, and working from home in her pajamas was a luxury she cherished. But today, Zelda felt particularly self-conscious about her appearance - her belly was starting to protrude beneath her suit, and she could feel her breasts growing heavier as her body changed.
The sounds of the office receded into the background as Zelda lost herself in her work, her mind focused intently on the problem at hand. She had always been a bit of a perfectionist, and pregnancy hadn't changed that - if anything, it seemed to be amplifying her need for control. But despite her best efforts, Zelda couldn't shake the feeling that she was losing herself in this new role as mother-to-be.
As she worked, Zelda's gaze drifted back to her body, her hands instinctively reaching out to caress the swell of her belly. She felt a pang of sadness at the thought of her old life, the carefree days before pregnancy had turned her world upside down. But despite
