Ivanna
"Finish the whole thing," Christian groans, looking at the plate. I am hungry indeed but it's hard for me to eat this entire lasagna alone when my head is still burning with warth.
"Don't spy on my food now. I know how much to eat,"
"No, you don't. You have shrunk so much in a month," he says looking down at me. "You were much chubbier on the wedding day"
I widened my eyes at him. Does he literally measure my body with his shameless eyes? I regret not adding another clause in the contract. Don't stare at me. Huh! But will he abide by it?
"I thank myself for not getting bulkier," I shrug.
"It's been a month since I haven't visited the gym. It's a nightmare for a gym-goer to gain weight"
"So? Why didn't you go? Did I stop you?" He blurts out.
"No, but you have definitely made
