53.

Dalia’s POV

...As they did nothing to help the situation. I could feel my thighs were bigger than the last time I checked. Were was the hourglass shape Emily claimed I had?

They were lost.

I couldn’t stop the tears as I thought of how Eros must have thought me unattractive to have such look of disgust on his face.

I was wallowing in self pity. Turning away from the mirror was the hardest thing I’ve ever done. I stared at the documents on my table. The only thing I need to do is to compile this documents. If I am lucky, I could send it through email instead of printing them out at the office later today.

I sniffed, raising a finger to wipe my tears. If I have decided to go all through the pain just for this baby, maybe it would be worth it later on.

“I don’t even have a name for you yet...” I thought to myself as I balanced my butt on the sturdy chair. These papers looked enormous but earlier, I had scanned them into the system to make it easier.

I was about to turn on my laptop when I