chapter thirty five

Tear drops.

I stand in front of the mirror staring at my naked body and just noticed that my breasts have gotten bigger. They weren't this size a few weeks ago. They were round and perfect, not too big not too small. Thea, your breasts are still round. Okay, I guess they kinda are, though they are bigger than they were.

They look like tear drops all because that bastard has been playing with them.

That reminds me, what are we anyway? I know we got married and all that stuff but what are we? Because we definitely don't fit the husband and wife description. His him and I'm me, our characters don't even compliment each other.

We've seen each other naked, his touched me places that no one ever has. Does that make us lovers? Are we dating? Hmmm....I don't think so. But what if he thinks just because we got married we'll automatically fall in love? Wait am I the one thinking that way?

Argh...the only way this mental break down is if I just talk to him. What I know now is, I'm sexually attr