Kendall
Elora and I head out to the pool the next morning as if nothing happened. She doesn’t comment on Camden or my pregnancy, just acts like everything’s normal. I don’t ask what she said to Camden. I’m too embarrassed.
I can’t be angry at her for taking up for me, but I hope that she didn’t tell Camden anything personal – like how I’ve had a crush on him basically my whole life.
I feel like I look a little chubby in my bikini, so I wear a one piece with cutouts right above my love handles.
“You look great in that suit,” Elora says, as if she knows I feel insecure.
I smile at her gratefully. I was wrong last night to accuse her of wanting me to be invisible. I know it isn’t her fault that she’s so beautiful and straight-forward and that guys flock to her.
She’s always been lovel
