461 Waiting

Olivia stared at herself in the mirror and made a face. What was wrong with her! She looked... tired and unkempt, definitely not herself. Her hair, usually sleek and shiny, now hung in unruly strands around her face. Thankfully, she'd washed them after he'd asked her out for the 'walk'.

As she leaned back on her vanity chair, she looked down at her still flat stomach. She was sure that she could see it curving a bit... Soon, she would start to show. All the fatigue and unattractiveness that she was feeling now was going to be worth it when she'd get to hold her baby. Atleast her skin seemed to be glowing without any help, thanks to her pregnancy.