My Best Friend's Dad
she paused, eyeing me with that hawk-like scrutiny again, “Naturally proportioned, by industry standards. Gorgeous, yes. But too soft in some places.”
I swallowed. “I’ve been eating better-”
“You will follow a new diet now,” she cut in. She slid a printed meal plan across the table. It was color-coded, precise, and terrifying.
Breakfast: 1 egg white, steamed spinach, 1 cup black coffee.
Lunch: Grilled chicken (80g), kale salad, lemon water.
Dinner: Steamed fish, broccoli, no carbs after 5PM.
Snacks: Almonds (10 only), green juice, cucumber slices.