"Told you not to just sit," Amanda scolded Camila.
She was busy wiping the table again in their shop. She want to be busy. Her sister and friend told her to rest at home, but she'll just get bored.
"You're not listening to me," Amanda complained and snatched Camila's rag and disinfectant spray.
Camila snorted. "My ass hurts when I sit down."
"You can make some crochet."
Camila pout. It's not tiring to wipe the table, her sister was overreacting.
She sat in the corner.
"You know that the first trimester is delicate for pregnant women." She just nodded to what her sister was saying. She didn't want to argue with her anymore.
She remembered that she was like this when Amanda was pregnant.
"The doctor told you that too, didn't she?"
She caressed her baby bump. Her body figure sta
