Chapter 103

Sophia's words froze Celestia in place. Replaying the scene in her head, it did seem exactly like how Sophia described it. Still, there was no way... right? "You're overthinking. Dexter just sees me as a little sister, seriously." Watching the certainty in her face, Sophia murmured, "Really?" Maybe she was just imagining things? And with that, the conversation ended. Time slipped by like running water, and before she knew it, it was the day of Celestia's prenatal checkup. The weather wasn't its usual sunny vibe-it felt kinda gloomy. Thick clouds spread across the sky like a giant ink wash, and though it was barely eleven, the sky looked dark, with not a hint of sunlight. Outside the windows, the wind howled like it was about to tear through time itself. Inside, Celestia layered on thick sweaters and pulled on her coat. She grabbed the fluffy hat, gloves, and scarf that Victoria had given her and headed down the stairs. The moment she stepped into the living room, she bumped into Victor