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"Kyak!" Zaira shrieked as she got up from the bed, sweaty all over as she felt her heart thumping vigorously in response. She patted herself, rubbing her eyes at the bright sunlight cast on her face from the window beside the bed.

Yawn!

She turned to her right, staring at the face of Mystique that was still asleep. Sporting a gentle smile on her face, she brushed aside a couple of hair locks aside and got out of bed, heading to the restroom to freshen up.

She opened the door and sauntered in, opening the tap to see the water stream past. She scooped some of it with her hands and washed her face with it, wiping herself up to stare at her appearance in the mirror.

The reflection displayed a woman in her late twenties, one that was six months pregnant, staring at her with a poker face, with a droplet of water cascading over the mirror from the location where her left eye was reflected.