Chapter Five
STERLING
Why did I think that I would be able to pull off a wedding in under a week?
I sigh as I put on yet another suit. My parents just can’t seem to agree on what I look good in, and no matter what I wear, they find something that isn’t right. I don’t even know anymore by now.
Luckily, I’m not showing yet and I don’t have to prepare anything long-term, so the fit of them isn’t even an issue. But every time I look in the mirror, every time I try on something new. My eyes go towards my stomach. I’m still flat, nobody can see anything. But I feel like maybe they should, or maybe I should see it?
I guess that so many of the energy of actually wanting to do this may be totally coming from the hormones. Hormones do weird things.
A light knock on my door makes me jump a litt
