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Chapter Thirty
Aniyah’s POV ‘Nothing fits!’ I wailed as I threw yet another skirt over my shoulder after pulling it down my thighs from under the towel that was wrapped around my body when the button refused to meet without trying to cut me in half. How can my skirts not fit! They fit last week and now it’s as if I’ve gained seven hundred pounds. Bea looked up from her book, meeting my gaze in the small mirror, ‘mm sweetie’ she said carefully, ‘you are pregnant, at some point, you were going to start getting bigger.’ My eyes widened as I sank to the floor. Noooooooooo, I can’t be at that stage yet? I wasn’t ready to be the pregnant girl at school! Maybe I accidentally shrunk my clothes in the dryer when I did my last wash. As my face fell, Bea scrambled off her bed, throwing her book aside and knelt
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