Robin POV

Another month later, and I was even fatter. I was staring in the mirror, glaring at what I saw. It was winter, so I was able to wear baggy clothing, but it was starting to get more and more difficult with me carrying triplets.

The excuse that I gained weight wasn’t going to fly anymore. Even with the sweatshirt and the coat, it was obvious I was pregnant.

I headed downstairs, glaring when I saw Micah.

He blinked. “What is your issue?”

“I’m fat.”

Micah almost puffed his chest out as if he were proud of my current state.

“It means you're healthy and the children are doing...