Chapter 10 Aria

• Aria
• I stare at myself in the full-length mirror in my bedroom, dropping my towel to the floor. I’m nowhere near as tall as Britney, and my body type isn’t anything like hers either. My stomach isn’t flat and I have no thigh gap to speak of. My legs are big, they always have been. I don’t have her long, beautiful legs. Looking at myself, I now see what Brad must have seen. The stretch marks, the fat around my stomach and thighs. Even my breasts aren’t what they used to be. My weight fluctuations made them look far more saggy than they once were.
• Is that what it was? Was it my body? Or was it a combination of things?