IVY’S P.O.V
Salty fries – well, that’s something I never thought I’d crave for, but right now, I was seated on the couch in the living room, a bowl of salty fries balanced on my thighs as I binge-watched ‘Friends’ on the television. I was watching the scene where a pregnant Phoebe complained about her going to the toilet constantly, and right now, there was nothing realer. The number of times I had gone to the toilet since I began watching this series this evening alone is enough to make me go crazy. This baby girl better be freaking cute. I also think Sarah is quite fed up with me and my weird ass cravings. It does not help that Devin made it compulsory for her to wait on me hand and foot. I bet she is looking forward to the day I deliver and just leave.
Beside me, my phone rang, cutti
