Seven Years Later“Are you really sure you want to do this?”Aunt Camille’s concerned, almost trembling voice filtered into my ears that morning, even though I had spent both nights and days trying to convince her.“You know there’s nothing you’re going to say that would change my mind, Aunt,” I murmured quietly, my eyes fixed on my reflection as I check myself out slowly in front of the full-length mirror in my room.The blue dress, striped faintly with silver I was wearing clung to the thick curves I’d somehow managed to build over the years. Curves born from survival. From healing and from learning to love a body that had once only known shame. It hadn't been easy if I must say but the most important thing was that I had done it yes I had, gotten rid of the one thing that had almost felt impossible, my fat and now I could easily say I was pretty.“Yes, but have you thought about the possibility of it being a sham?”Her next words made me freeze, My hands stilled at my sides in tha
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