Baby Showers & Evil Step-Sisters

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Two months have passed and I'm now six months pregnant.

It shows.

I stood in the bathroom measuring my stomach. I was big. A lot bigger than I was a month ago. I actually look pregnant now.

"Wow, you're getting so big." Liam said walking in.

I glared at him and he walked back out.

I my expression change as I became amused.

Me and Liam are in a good place right now. Hopefully it can stay that way for a while. He still wants to know the sex of the baby, even though he's respecting my wishes.

Shane and Karma have cooled down. They've even started dating other people. I feel a bit guilty because I think I might have played a hand in that. I'm the one who told Shane I didn't like him and Karma together and he's the one that ended they're "thing". But I'm sure I can't be the reason... right?



Even though I've toned down the make-up and the frilly outfits, today is a special occasion. Today is the baby shower I didn't want to have! Yay! She says sarcastically. Lauren insisted on throwing me one and I said okay, but only if she planned it with Karma. She was less than thrilled, but ultimately agreed. I can count the number of friends I have on one hand, but Lauren assured me there would be plenty of girls with gifts at my party.

 I can count the number of friends I have on one hand, but Lauren assured me there would be plenty of girls with gifts at my party

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It was about noon when we started decorating the living room. And when I say we I mean Liam, Shane, my mom, Lauren, and Karma. I'm sitting on the sofa with a bag of chips watching them.

What? There's a lot of lifting, I shouldn't be doing any of that.

If you're wondering about me and my mom, we're okay. We had a long talk and I told her why I was so upset. Now, as far as my dad goes, I haven't done much talking with him since he got back. According to my mom, he's gone again on another assignment, but should be back in a few weeks. Even though we're not getting along, I want him here when I give birth to Baby Booker.

One of the first guest to arrive was Reagan. Yes, I invite Reagan. I don't think it's a big deal. She even brought her girlfriend.

She sat her gift down on the "gift table" and walked over to me.

"Wow, you are pregnant... and by Liam no less. Honestly thought you'd end up with Karma. I'm shocked."

I shook those thoughts away.

"You remember my girlfriend?"

"Yes, it's nice to see you again."

"Likewise. How far along are you?"

I didn't think she liked me that much, but she was trying to be nice.

"Six months."

"I see..." She says as her eyes trail over my stomach.

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