Lily Marston Weight Loss Novels & Stories

She gave me a huge smile, but her eyes did that quick, cold sweep down my body that always made me want to shrink. "Oh, sweetie," Lily sighed, her voice lifting in that fake, pitying way. "Are you still wearing those huge sweaters? You're letting yourself go too much, babe. You really need to get on my diet plan. Donald is a big-shot CEO; he needs a woman who actually cares about looking good next to him." In the corner, Lola slammed a pot down on the stove so hard it rattled. She glared at the back of Lily's head and muttered under her breath, "Mind your business."

Lily said, bracing instinctively. The woman smiled. “I just wanted to say… thank you. For not pretending this was simple.” Lily blinked. “It wasn’t.” “I know,” the woman said gently. “That helped.” Lily walked away with a loaf of bread and a strange tightness in her chest, not pain. Something warmer. Later that afternoon, she found Mara sitting by the training grounds, watching younger omegas practice defensive forms. Mara looked more solid now. Rooted. “They asked me to help design the next exit-return guidelines,” Mara said when she noticed Lily. “I said yes. Then I panicked.”

“Thanks! So what’s up with dinner? Why are we getting all this food done?” Luisa grinned and shrugged. “No reason. You know you don’t come here often, mi hija. I love it when you do. Linda misses you.” She and her sister were not as close as Maya would have liked. Most of her life was spent with Linda telling her what to do to lose weight. She’d tried it all, from hours in the gym to unhealthy diets. Her body just didn’t give her a break. She was a big girl, and that was that. Along with healthy eating, she did tons of walking, but that didn’t seem to make any kind of impact on her weight. She’d grown accustomed to the curves and didn’t really think there was anything wrong with her body as

''Lily. Slowly, Lily turned around. Her eyes widened slightly as she saw a woman approaching. The lady was tall, her figure striking and elegant. Her beauty seemed to radiate effortlessly, the bold red lipstick on her lips suiting her perfectly. Her smile was bright, almost dazzling, and her long brown hair was curled, half cascading gracefully over her left shoulder. She wore a pure white dress that clung to her figure perfectly, paired with matching white heels that clicked softly against the floor as she walked. Even her suitcase was white, completing the flawless look that made her appear almost ethereal.