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    “Umma,” Nari whispered in awe, her fingers tracing lightly along Mira’s skin, “you have patterns too… like Momma.”

    It took Mira a second to process what she meant. She glanced down, finally realizing her daughter’s little hands were resting over the faint stretch marks that curved softly along the sides of her stomach.

    “Oh,” Mira breathed, letting out a quiet laugh, “these aren’t patterns, plum.”

    Nari blinked up at her, clearly unconvinced, waiting for more.

    “They’re called stretch marks,” Mira explained gently, resting her own hand over Nari’s to guide her tiny fingertips. “When you were in my belly, you kept growing… and my stomach grew with you so you’d have more room. The marks showed up as my skin stretched to make space for you.”

    Nari’s small brows furrowed, processing that with deep toddler concentration. Her fingertip traced along one of the faint silvery lines, feather-light and curious.

    “I was in here?” she asked softly, glancing up at Mira like she was confirming the biggest secret in the world.

    Mira’s chest warmed, a quiet ache pressing behind her ribs. She nodded slowly. “Mhm. The whole nine months.”

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    Polytrix as mothers.

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