Veronica undressed herself and looked in the mirror.
Large stomach..
Bags under her eyes..
Thick thighs..
Her hair was a messy mop..
She felt absolutely disgusting as she gazed at her large stomach. She felt chubby.
She felt insecure. She wanted to hide her body. She wanted to change her body.
But she couldn't.
The pregnancy had made her this way, and she refuses to let anyone see her like this.
There were the rare times when her husband would see her undressed, but she felt hideous and tried to cover herself up.
On particularly bad nights, she would curl up in a ball while her husband slept and she would cry silently. She hated her body, she had a miscarriage so late into the pregnancy.
Her body was still oversized, it had been at least 2 weeks since it happened. She felt the tears rolling down her cheeks as she glared at her oversized body.
"I hate myself. I hate myself.. I hate my body." She whispered to herself. She finally detached her eyes from the mirror and stepped in the shower, the hot water feeling like heaven against her dry skin. She reached for the shampoo and poured some into her hands, rubbing it into her hair.
She rinsed it out and reached for the bar of soap, rubbing it against her skin. Once she was finished, she rinsed and stepped out of the shower, onto the blue fluffy mat.
She dried herself off and threw on the pajamas she was wearing. She stepped out of the bathroom, greeted by her husband.
"How was your shower, darling?" He asked, as she sat down. He wrapped an arm around her.
"It was fine, JD." She mumbled. He sighed.
"Darling, I know your insecurity has gone through the roof, but trust me when I say this, okay?"
She nodded.
"You are beautiful. Every aspect of you is beautiful. Don't ever doubt that, my dear. It pains me to see you like this." He pressed a kiss to her forehead, and she began crying.
"It's hard to see that, Jason. It's hard to see that I'm perfect the way I am and I don't need to change. I've been in a constant pressure my entire childhood by my mother who only cares about money and having a perfect child. I was expected to be perfect. My weight, my looks, my hair, my body, it all had to be perfect! It's not as easy as it might seem." She took a deep breath before continuing. "Everything about me is perfect to you, but what about others? Jason, I care about how people think of me. I don't want it to be a repeat of high school." She softly explained.
JD looked shocked, he never knew this part about her. He caressed her soft cheek. "Who else knows about this, honey?"
"No one.. That was the first time I've ever confessed." She nuzzled her face into his hand. His grip was soft.
"I promise, with every fibre of my being, I will protect you." He whispered.
"You said that at our wedding.." Veronica hummed.
"I know, and I'll repeat something else I also said."
"Hmm?"
"Our love is god." He smiled.
"Our love is god."
It felt like a refresher to say that. Veronica kissed his cheek with a slight blush.
"I'm so happy to have found you." She hummed.
"Me too, darling. Me too."
