MIRA'S POV 

I stared at my reflection in the bathroom mirror, feeling increasingly annoyed. 

Kira was right outside the door, waiting for me to come out so she could fuss over me once more. What was her ploy anyways? Who did she think she was? 

I scoffed. She was really insufferable. When I pretended to have morning sickness, I did it so Asher would be guilt tripped into helping me since there were lots of people at the table. He didn't even move an inch, and Kira was the one I got. 

Meddling bitch. 

She just had to show off her kindness, didn't she? I mean, who in their right...