I took a taxi home. I was relieved I didn’t have to dance in front of a bunch of old men, but this wasn’t me. I didn’t do things like this. What would my mother think? She would disown me. She would run me over herself. There was only one person who knew what I was going through but even she didn’t have to become a stripper.I stared at Gia’s number for over twenty minutes while I sat alone in my bed. I couldn’t bring myself to call her until the phone rang and it was her calling me. I guess the power of best friendship was real.“Hey?” I said with a sigh.“Lilly, Brad won’t get me ice cream,” Gia sobbed.“Oh my gosh,” I giggled.“I brought you three tubs of ice cream.” Brad groaned in the background.“I don’t want those ones,” Gia sobbed.“My love I’ll get you all the ice cream in the world but I don’t think you really want it.”“Those pregnancy cravings are getting to you, huh?” I asked.“Maybe, I really want something sweet.”“I’ll bring you an apple pie tomorrow.”“Yeah? You’re a
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