Mia.
Life has been worst to me, even though I am always fed up around. Most times, I couldn’t eat the food that they fed me because of how nauseous I always feels.
“Goodness.” I uttered, pressing a hand into the side of my stomach.
With each day, things keeps on getting worst for me, as if I am being fed poison which is actually possible. Rachel has already vowed to make life miserable for me so I am expecting her to do anything that comes to her mind.
Rachel that I know can do as she has said. “Avoid eating anything for now.” I advised myself.
But then, it means that I have to starve myself and honestly, I wouldn’t have been bothered if I was the only one.
Now pregnant, I have to obviously keep myself healthy and full. Rachel is making things hard for us by just standing on our way.
