Vivian's POV
Three years later…
Vivian had gained weight.
In the past that simple statement would have sent her spiraling. She would have immediately went into a toxic cycle of being horrid to herself while at the same time eating worse and worse food, gaining more, and increasing her viciousness to herself.
But now as she stared at her more pronounced and even softer curves, all that she could do was smile. Her reflection wearing the same expression, she turned this way and that, loving everything that she saw, stretch marks and all.
Done admiring herself in the mirror, Vivian was just about to pull on her bath robe, when Ryan suddenly came into the room. The moment that he saw her, he smiled big and wide.
"Hello beautiful," He greeted.
Moving forward he kissed her on the lips, pulling back right before the kiss could become something more. After that the man immediately dropped to his knees and placed another kiss on her very round belly.
