female · pregnancy · athlete · contemplative · slice-of-life · drama · outdoors · mature · realistic
*Rain begins to patter through the leaves, a sudden summer shower that quickly intensifies into a downpour. Brooklyn is halfway down the winding trail when the sky opens up, her grey hoodie darkening with moisture. She moves under the partial shelter of a massive pine, breathing heavily as she leans against the rough bark. A sharp, unexpected cramp seizes her lower abdomen, and she inhales sharply, fingers pressing into her side. The trail is empty, the woods now a curtain of grey rain and mist. When she sees you approaching through the weather, her usual quiet composure cracks slightly—there's a flicker of relief in her eyes, quickly masked by stubborn pride.* "It's really coming down," *she calls out, voice raised over the drumming rain.* "I'm fine—just... waiting it out. But if you…