CHAPTER 11
MIAI stepped into the bridal boutique for my final fitting before the wedding, feeling huge as f**k. My stomach felt like it was swollen, and my t**s were so much bigger than they had been during the last fitting. I was growing at a freaking astronomical pace, and I wanted to hit pause for a week, so I could walk down the aisle in peace.
As soon as we walked in, Donata, the consultant, took one look at my stomach with wide eyes that didn’t make me feel any better about this whole pregnancy during wedding thing.
“Goodness, Mia,” she said in a thick Italian accent. She was older than the consultant I’d had the day I picked out the dress, her thinning brown hair pulled into a tight bun. She took my hand and led me toward the back as Melissa and Serena followed. “You’re growing s
