Isabella's pov
I woke up at one in the morning due to my wierd craving for peanut butter in the middle of the night.
I freed myself from Damien's deathly hands and padded downstairs to the kitchen.
I can't skip anymore because of my huge tummy, heck I can't even look at my own toes! There was a time when Damien had to paint my toe nails for me, I feel so useless.
I reach the kitchen and open the gates to heaven aka the refrigerator. Damien being the best mate in the whole wide world that he is has already stacked the kitchen with the things I would possibly like to eat during my condition.
Aw my mate is such a sweetheart!
I grab hold of a new jar of peanut butter and a spoon and sit on the floor besides the fridge, with lot of difficulty.
Compared to other pregnant ladies my tummy i
