Anastasia sat out in the garden, rubbing her belly. She closed her eyes and took deep breaths, trying to calm down. The babies were moving and kicking like mad, they just weren't comfortable. Every once in a while, their kick might hurt but the pain faded quickly. She felt like it was because of her. Surely, they could hear them. So, they had also just heard her yelling at their father and sobbing for however long. She sighed, "I'm sorry, babies."

She stood it was around noon. She walked to the dining hall alone and sat in her normal seat. It was strange, her and Samsul hadn't enjoyed lunch in the dining hall in a while.