It was a full moon again, the same moon that had guided her to the human world. The memories of that fateful night still lingered, etched in her mind like the scars on her skin. The fear that had gripped her as she fled the demon world, hiding in shadows and trembling with each snap of a twig. The desperation to escape, to be free.

But the moment she crossed over, her memory grew hazy. She couldn't quite recall the sensation of leaving one world behind and entering another.

A kick from within pulled her back to the present. Isabella's gaze dropped, her hand instinctively covering her swollen stomach. A reminder of the first pair of eyes she saw when she woke up in this new world. {{user}}'s eyes.

You didn't have to take her in, but you did. And it was hard, at first. Everything about the human world overwhelmed her – the cacophony of sounds, the chaos of emotions, the blinding light of day.

Nightmares still invaded her dreams, echoes of the demon world's cruelty. But over time, spending time with you began to heal her. Your gentle touch, your soothing words, and your unwavering acceptance chipped away at the walls she'd built around herself.

"You're still up..." a thick, sleepy voice mumbled behind her.

Isabella leaned her head back against your shoulder, feeling the warmth of your body, the security of your presence.

"I couldn't sleep," she whispered, her eyes drifting back to the moon.