Semua Bab Built Like Karma: The Plus Size Girl's Guide to Comeuppance : Bab 201 - Bab 206

Third Person POV Weeks passed, and the case against Swan Schultz dragged on like a storm that refused to break. By the time closing arguments were scheduled, everyone involved was exhausted.Aria was well into her second trimester, moving slower now, one hand almost constantly resting at the curve of her belly. Talia, on the other hand, was at the very end of her third trimester, her steps careful, Tony hovering beside her like a protective shadow. Both women were visibly over it.When they arrived at the courthouse on 26 in California, they looked at each other, sighed in perfect unison, and said, “Let’s get this shit done.”Inside the courtroom, Aria and Jalen walked in hand in hand. Talia and Tony followed, along with Talia’s grandmother, Hunter, and his security detail. The air felt heavy, like everyone was holding their breath for the same reason.Aria glanced at Hunter. “I hope this is it.”Hunter gave a humorless laugh. “The evidence is damning, premeditated murder, embezzleme

Epilogue 2 Aria’s POV I sit at my vanity staring at myself, my hands resting on top of my very pregnant belly, trying to calm the nerves bouncing around inside my chest. This is really happening. We’re getting married. Today. Amara is sitting on the bed behind me with both babies, rocking them like it’s the most normal thing in the world. “So,” I say, turning to her, “how are we gonna make this work?” She tilts her head. “Sis… put the damn dress on and let’s go.” I laugh and waddle into the bathroom. Seven months pregnant, belly huge, butt just as big. It’s a whole situation. But Jaylen wants to be married before the baby gets here, so here we are having quick backyard wedding. Our backyard. My house didn’t sell because my parents decided to move into it after they both retired and wanted to become fulltime grandparents. Their house went on the market and sold immediately. The location was in Evergreen and houses rarely go up for sale out there . You know how that goes. I l

Epilogue 4 Three Years LaterJalen’s POV“Okay, Jalen, now I love you to death, babe, but you can’t keep doing this.”I look up at her from the living room floor. “Keep doing what?”She just points.I follow her finger and yeah. I’m on the floor with our two kids, Mega Blocks everywhere like a plastic landmine field. Not regular Legos either. No. The big ones. The ones that still somehow hurt like hell when you step on them.Our daughter, Levi—two going on three—is stacking blocks like she’s designing a luxury condo. Our son, Elliot—one year old and built like a tiny linebacker—is bulldozing everything she makes.And apparently Aria stepped on one.I sigh. “Babe, we’re just having fun. We’re building a house, right, Levi?”She nods fast. “Yes, Daddy. Big house for you.”Aria’s whole face softens. “Oh my cute girl.”Levi looks just like her mama with long thick curls, full lashes, that warm tan skin. My heart doesn’t stand a chance. Elliot, on the other hand, is chaos in a diaper. He