The Billionaire's Cinderella.

d to stop eatin

, and I start

tles on the couch beside me. "These thin

iff. "No. They don't. Maybe mom was ri

he has been with me since this afternoon. Piper called her from work to come get me

om has ever been. She's always here when I need her, always tends to me when I am ill or

nt-Jasper. Anyway, I always to

to scoop another spoon of ice-cream but she snatches the bow

it h

ot of junk-a lot in general

I work out

sion has turned serious and it is scaring me. She drops into a crouch in

etting fa

instinctively and laug

t the swell of my breasts. They do look fuller today-but they have been looking

this but. . .did you take the morning after p

I could forget

shit, shit. I couldn't have missed that. I couldn't have forgotten to take it. Admittedly, I've

have forgotten to

he cabinets in my kitchen, throwing the groceries aside, empty

ep my tablets. There's no way I could have forgotten that. I remember seeing it on the counter, an

l. It's complete. I fall to my knees in realization and yell o

n't t

me. She takes my face in her hands and smiles softly.

knees to my chest. "There's

with my thoughts that I barely noticed any of it. The fatigue, the nausea, the inc

h this? I'm not ready to

sks, and I don't miss the s

! How am I gonna take care of a baby?! I'm a freaking mess, July. The pay from the bakery can't do much for me. I've been saving for ye

'll drive you to the h

e means by tha

ndle this right now, I can't stomach terminating a child. I've always wr

udden wave of nausea. "No. No

want to puke. I just thought of giving my unbo

when I start to bite my nails. I ca

so bad. We could raise

girl," I say, voice s

girl. I want a girl. It ha

now what t

ves me a reassuring smil

She begins jumping around the kitchen, forcing me to jump

excited. Or happy. A

t to