*Aria*
Steam still clings to the air as I step out of the shower, droplets cascading down my skin. I quickly dry up and make my way to the bedroom, digging out a pretty but comfy set of underwear, a gift from Ryder. We are going out to an event tonight, and I am rather nervous.
The soft glow through the window casts a warm hue around me, but all I see in the full-body mirror is a stranger. I stand there in my underwear, the mirror reflecting a version of myself that feels foreign and unworthy. My fingers trace the curve of my waist, the stretch marks that tell the story of carrying twins, and I can’t help but frown.
I’ve always been confident about my body, but lately, it feels like I’m fighting a losing battle. I scrolled through my phone earlier, and that’s when I saw it… a picture o
