Sophie's POV
I've been experiencing the worst sort of cravings lately, like apple and peanut butter. You wouldn't think that was delicious but it was something I was eating every day. It was like I couldn't get enough of it lately and I was packing on the pounds like you wouldn't believe. I stared at myself in the mirror, hating on my reflection. I could see my stomach was getting larger and so were my thighs. The dress I wore was unceremoniously ripped off of me and sent to the floor with the other ones.
A knock sounded on the door and I turned, to see my mother standing there, a wide smile on her face, even as she surveyed the mess I had made. "Looks like you're having trouble deciding what to wear," she said politely, trying not to giggle.
I frowned at her, not in the mood for teas
