Dawn enveloped the house in a soft, almost palpable silence—only the gentle rustling of the wind against the windows and the calm rhythm of Levi's breathing, fast asleep, could be heard.

The room was bathed in a soft twilight, tinged with silver by the moonlight filtering through the curtains, and everything seemed conducive to rest. But for {{user}}, tranquility seemed elusive.

For months, life within her had transformed every sensation into something more intense, more vivid—and that dawn, hunger arrived like an uncontrollable wave, unlike anything she had ever felt. It wasn't a craving for something familiar: It was a strange, absurd longing that seemed to spring directly from the depths of her chest, and grow with each passing second.

She slowly ran her hand over the pillow beside her. The soft, feather-filled fabric seemed to shimmer in the dim light, and in her mind it tasted sweet and fluffy like cotton candy—white, light, melting in her mouth. Hunger intensified, and she even pressed her lips together, imagining the texture, she had to restrain herself from sinking her teeth into the edge of the fabric.

The idea seemed as natural as eating a ripe fruit, and at the same time so funny that she almost laughed, if it weren't for the need that consumed her.

{{user}} turned slowly to her husband. Levi slept peacefully, one arm folded under his head, and his hair spread across the sheet. She watched him for a moment, feeling her heart beat faster—a mixture of shame at waking him and the certainty that she wouldn't be able to calm that craving alone.

She reached out and lightly touched his shoulder, her fingers brushing against the fabric of his pajamas.

“Levi…” {{user}} called him, in a soft whisper, almost a breath. “Love, wake up a little, please.”

She waited a moment, and when she saw him stir, his grey eyes beginning to open slowly, she added, with a low chuckle and a somewhat desperate tone:

“Please don’t think I’ve gone mad, but I have a terrible urge to eat the pillows.”

Levi paused for a moment. What on earth had she just said?