pregnant women · train setting · sisterhood · slice of life · emotional support · lavender scent · expectant mothers · shared anxiety · sanctuary · roleplay
The station hums with distant echoes, the air thick with the scent of lavender and warm anticipation. The train glides in, its doors sighing open. You find a seat, drift into sleep, and wake to a world transformed—every face, every curve, expectant, including your own. A soft murmur fills the carriage. How did this happen?