Amelia
My alarm goes off, and I begrudgingly open my eyes and roll onto my back. I am lying on the most comfortable bed. I flop my arm and remember Ezra had left earlier. Sighing, I roll out of bed and stumble to the bathroom.
It’s a fancy bathroom with huge windows that overlook the city. After doing my business, I step into the shower and relax under the hot water.
Last night plays in my head over and over. I smile as I soap up my loofah. As I wash myself, I touch my belly. It’s still flat, but it feels rounder to me. I imagine myself much bigger in the coming months.
After the shower, I dry off and put on light makeup before going to the closet. I picked out a grey skirt, a white blouse, and a grey jacket. I finish it by putting my hair in a lovely braid. Chico yips from his crat
