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the man continues, his voice softening. "But she gained over a hundred kilograms after the birth of our third child. I’ll admit... I was very unhappy about it at first. Nothing we tried was able to make her lose the weight.” I collect the bag from the counter, half-listening to him as I withdraw my phone, ready to walk out the door. “Then I saw this clip online,” the man says, his tone turning incredibly earnest.

With her appetite back, the title seemed like it was already in her pocket. Soon, competition day arrived. When Selina saw me, she froze. Her eyes quickly scanned the bead on my wrist before she blurted out, "Why haven't you gained any weight?" I raised an eyebrow at her. "Can't help it. I just don't gain weight easily." Her brow furrowed as she muttered continuously under her breath. "Impossible. Are there really people who don't gain weight..." Watching her question her entire existence, I smiled faintly. Of course there were not. Fat did not disappear. It was only transferred.

I couldn't help but laugh at Wendy's story. As I reflected on the past, I looked at Wendy with renewed interest. "Even if you gained ten pounds at your height and weight, you'd just have a more curvy figure." "Twenty pounds! No, forty pounds! If I liked Luke, I'd gladly gain forty pounds," Wendy declared. "Wow, Wendy, that's harsh!" Wendy couldn't stand the thought of gaining weight. She was extremely strict about her weight, and gaining forty pounds would be worse for her than being handed a knife to end it all.

He never really talked about it until I mentioned it to him that I hated how much weight I was adding on. That was when he started to make suggestions and help with healthy dieting. "I wouldn't have minded," He finally spoke with a shrug. "It's natural for a woman who has just given birth to a child, twins for that matter to add weight. My mother did. I've seen other women who did. So why do you think yours should be different and off-putting because that's how you sound right now. I lowered my head to the ground and kicked a rock. It skidded over the rocky grounds before toppling down the cliff and I imagined its fate once it came in contact with hard ground.

A girl at the table had even mocked her, asking if she wasn’t afraid of getting fat. Back then, Julissa had arrogantly declared she was the type who never gains weight no matter what. But who really never gains weight? She eventually plumped up a bit and even hit 100 lbs. Every time she weighed herself, she’d get upset, but Scott would just hug her waist, lift her up and say, “Still manageable. A little more weight won’t hurt.” Thinking about all that, Julissa scratched her head sheepishly. “He does seem to enjoy watching me eat…”

I follow her to the scale where she weighs me. “One hundred and sixty-five pounds. How tall are you?” “Five foot three,” I tell her. “She nods and writes that down. I seemed to have already gained some weight. I didn’t think I would for another month or so. I mean five pounds doesn’t seem like a lot to most people but for him it’s a ton. I have always struggled with my weight. So, five pounds is easy to gain and hard to lose.

To avoid gaining too much weight, Rachel took several small meals throughout the day. She couldn't wait to eat as the food was served. She complained to Cyrus, "I am eating so much everyday ever since I became pregnant. I have already gained 20 over pounds and I will only give birth during the summer. I'm afraid by the time I deliver, I would be 130 pounds!" "You look better with some meat on your bones. In fact, some of the weight you gained goes to the baby as well. You're not the only one gaining all the weight." Cyrus coaxed her, "Even if you weigh 150 pounds, you'd still be adorable."

"I've been eating everything in sight and I've still lost… let's see… almost twelve pounds! Ugh, it's so annoying." I lifted my gaze. It was true. On her petite frame, the loss was dramatic. Her cheekbones were sharper, her collarbones pronounced, giving her a gaunt, almost modelesque look. I let my shoulders slump, painting misery across my face. "I don't get it… I've been doing everything right, but I've gained ten pounds. I feel horrible." My display of defeat was the fuel she needed. Her preening intensified. "I guess it's just genetics! Some people are just born to be lucky, you know? Right, Zach?"

He had even seen photos of her ex-boyfriend, both from before and now. Her first love was handsome, too, but of course, he was not as handsome as Alex was. However, that, too, was in the past. Now, after marriage, Sheila’s ex-boyfriend had changed, with more weight now. Probably, his life was too comfortable now, leading to the weight gain. Regardless of whether a man or a woman, gaining weight could ruin everything. If Sheila saw what that man looked like now, she would probably be turned off. Maybe then she could truly let go and start a new relationship.

I don't want him to experience heartbreak again like when we were in college. "By the way, girl. Why do you seem to be gaining weight?" frowned at this question. I also frowned and looked at my body. "I'm gaining weight? You're so judgmental. It doesn't seem like it, maybe you're drunk?" "Hey, girl, maybe you're pregnant, huh?" There was a little silence between the two of us and we stared at each other. The look as if we know if we think the same. Until I stand up. "Are you crazy? What are you talking about? I'm not pregnant!"