K I A R A
My stepmother knows how to hit where it hurts and she hit me right at my sorest spot.
Damon's grip on the fork tightened as a soft growl vibrated through him, he turned to my stepmother with a look filled with hatred.
"Excuse me, Elizabeth. Did you just call my wife fat?" Damon asked. I felt my face flush crimson.
A flash of surprise washed over Elizabeth's face.
"It was not my intention, Damon. I only wanted to tell her to watch her weight and eating habit.
We're talking about a young married woman after all. She must maintain herself. And she hasn’t even had your child yet. Once she gets pregnant, all that weight will increase and it's not fair to burden you with a baby and an obese wife. How much bigger can she possibly get?" She raised an eyebrow, challenging him.
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