Meera~

I combed my long hair and let out a sigh as a few thread-like strands came off. God, I swear if you make me ugly, pregnant.

I want that glow women usually brag about. But all I am getting is acne and hair fall. Meanwhile, my sister is getting more beautiful with each passing day.

Her hair is glossier than ever, her cheeks glowing. I know I shouldn't be jealous of her, but I can't help it. I wish I were pretty like her.

I looked at my reflection in the mirror and applied brown gloss over my lips. A smile formed on my lips as I pictured my...