Fall For My Ex's Mafia Father novel Chapter 353

“Maybe order a pizza?” I say, hopeful. Dad he laughs and goes to make the call. I dig eagerly into the greasy hot pizza about an hour later, absolutely starving. Because that’s how I am these days – just constantly hungry and constantly snacking to keep the nausea away.

Because the moment that I stepped into my second trimester…

Let’s just say that the easy nature of my first trimester? When I wondered whether I was pregnant, because I couldn’t feel – at all – that I was pregnant?

Well. That went the hell out the window.

I woke up in the middle of the night one night, green to the gills, and rushed to my bathroom to barf up absolutely everything in my stomach. And it honestly feels like I have been nauseous every single second since that first night.

The only thing that keeps the nausea at bay is constantly eating. And my solution to this – to which no one has yet protested – is to keep snacks in every corner of the house so that I can wander from room to room and there’s always something waiting for me.

“What is this,” Janeen murmurs one afternoon as she sits in my bathroom with me, watching me lean over my sink to put a little mascara on my eyelashes. I turn to look at her and see that she’s pulled a bag of popcorn out from the bathroom closet, stashed in with the towels.

“That’s my…bathroom snack…” I murmur, suddenly blushing as I realize how weird it is. But my sister just laughs at me and puts it back.

“Whatever you need, Fay,” she sighs, coming to put an arm around me and to run her hand over my belly, which is just barely starting to swell.

“How is little Princess Baby doing in there, anyway?”