Chapter 11
Eden
"Andrea, that uniform is getting too tight in the bust. I mean look at the way she is spilling out of that top."
"It's almost obscene, isn't it?"
My cheeks felt like they were on fire. I absolutely hated being called to the director's office, especially when they made you feel like you were a piece of meat under inspection.
"And look at her middle. It's like her curves have gone straight. Like her waist is getting thicker, you know?" Margo continued like I wasn’t even there.
The choreographer folded her arms across her chest. "Oh yeah, I do know. I hate to even ask you this, Eden, but you think there is any way you could be pregnant?"
My jaw dropped. "Pregnant?" I gulped.
Margo screwed her mouth up to one side. "Oh my God, she does look pregnant," she said to Andrea
