I grabbed the black, sleeveless gown from the counter where I'd dropped it when I entered the bathroom. I had put an honest effort into picking out clothes because I knew I'd actually be here for a while. Plus, I love looking good, so why not?.
The gown was free around the waist side but tighter around my chest area. I stared at my reflection on the full length mirror, my hand moving to the barely noticeable budge in my stomach.
It's barely there and would definitely not be notciced by many, except they already know it's there. But I knew it's only a matter of time before it becomes really obvious.
Shrugging off any negative thoughts before they creeps in, I tried reaching for the zip at the back of the dress but it was far too tiny for me to hold.
I groaned, fraustration already bubbling inside of me from tge slight discomfort. I swear the smallest things these day just gets to me quickly.
