Two months later, Dorothy stood in front of the bathroom mirror wearing the pregnancy padding for the first time.
She was supposed to be seventeen weeks now. Four months. Definitely showing.
The padding had arrived three days ago in a plain brown box. She’d hidden it immediately, waiting until Jake left for his weekend fishing trip with Marcus to try it on.
The silicone belly was heavier than she expected, more realistic. It had weight to it, a slight give when she pressed on it. The color matched her skin tone almost perfectly. The elastic straps went around her back and clipped at her sides, holding it securely in place.
Dorothy turned sideways and stared at her reflection. There it was—an unmistakable baby bump. Round and firm, exactly what seventeen weeks should look like.
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