Cryatsl POV
“I feel like having chocolate WITH ice-cream not chocolate ice-cream.” I said and gave the bowl back to Zanian. he looked at me and threw his hand in the air, “it’s the same thing, both are chocolate.” He said and walked off to the kitchen.
My stomach has become so huge over a months’ time that when I stand up I cannot even see my feet, or tie my own shoes. Let alone find something to wear that still fits and lately I’ve only been wearing Zanian’s shirts or sweat pants.
I only have a month more to go then this will be all over. When Zanian came back he was carrying a bowl of vanilla ice-cream and two chocolates. One is hazel-nut and the other is peppermint. I smiled and took it from him, “thank you.” I said and started eating. “how is this any different than chocolate ice
