2 months later
“Here, try this one on.” Piper said, handing me a dark purple dress.
“Piper, I don’t know if I feel like going to the club. I haven’t been feeling very well lately.” I frowned at the dress she was holding.
“Violet, that’s called depression. I let you mope around for over two months. We are going to the club.” She popped out her hip and placed her other hand on it. She shook the dress towards me indicating for me to take it. I groaned as I pulled the dress from her hands and made my way to the bathroom. I grimaced when I saw my reflection in the mirror. I stood in just my green lacy bra and undies. What I told Piper wasn’t a lie, I had been sick. I could hardly keep anything down anymore causing me to lose ten pounds. My ribs had started to show and my breasts looked small
