"Can you feel that, Jane?"
Jane did not respond. Of course she felt it. The sensation of kicking in her stomach had been distinct. She was thin and so was the skin on her belly, so she could even see an extremely small footprint. She gently stroked her belly and, as though there was telepathy between them, the little foot kicked her again without warning as soon as her hand touched her belly.
Jane grinned. "My child. My child. This... This is my baby?" She looked at the people around her in tears and everyone nodded at her.
"It's your baby, Jane."
"Your mom did this because she doesn't want to be a burden to you. Even if it's for the baby in your belly, you need to be strong and live."
The servants had not spent much time with Jane, but they were all people of low status who shared a common concern for one another. Seeing that there were so many people who cared for her, and the actual feeling that there was indeed a baby growing inside of her, Jane decided at that moment that she no longer wanted to die. Yes, she could be selfish for the sake of her child.
"Mom, I'm sorry," she mumbled in tears. "Noah, I'm
sorry. Once I raise my child to adulthood, I will find you and be by your side."
Lenny also joined and comforted Jane by saying," Jane, once you give birth to your child, I will raise him for you and let him call me father. That way, no one will cast you aside."
"Thank you, thank you... Master Powell. Thank you." Jane looked at Lenny in gratitude.
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