Eva

 

 

I sit in front of the dressing mirror, combing my hair. I drop my comb on the dressing and look at my stomach, it’s still flat.

 

No bumps yet.

 

I close my eyes and imagine how I will look like with my babies bump showing, how big will my tummy be. Will I become fat? Ugly?

 

I feel arms go round my chest and hot kisses on my neck. I instantly know who it is, my husband.

 

“Beautiful, so beautiful” he murmurs in my ear.

 

I smile and stand, I turn around to face him. His eyes are closed.

 

“What if I become fat, will you still think I’m...