>>>Zabella’s POV<<<
“I’m FAT!” I yelled as I stared into the mirror at myself in my underwear. My boobs had grown to an uncomfortable size, and my belly was so round I couldn’t get a t-shirt over it. I looked around at all of the clothes that I couldn’t fit into as I scowled again.
Antonio came in to calm me down. My hormones had been a bunch of bullshit for the last week, and I was annoying even myself. I was an emotional rollercoaster with hard spikes of homicidal maniac, and Antonio and Luciano were absolute angels as far as being patient with me. He looked at the mess around me and pursed his lips together to keep himself from laughing at me. “My love...”
“...Don’t.” I cut off. “Don’t tell me I’m beautiful.”
“But you are.” He argued, and I made a face at him.
