My Best Friend's Weight-Transfer System
After I got a second shot at life, the very first thing I did was enroll in an intensive weight-loss boot camp.
In my past life, my boyfriend was always on my case about my weight. He flat-out told me he wouldn't put a ring on it unless I got down to a hundred pounds. I tried every diet and workout plan out there—I pushed myself to the edge—but instead of losing, I packed on even more pounds.
Meanwhile, my so-called best friend ate cheeseburgers, fries, and pizza like it was her job and still dropped from 130 pounds to a hundred in less than a month. The second she hit that magic number, my boyfriend's head turned.
They started sneaking around behind my back. When I finally confronted the