Hallie Morgan raised her head, a miserable look on her face as she addressed Dylan Collins, "What do I do? I feel like my belly is so big. Will my figure be ruined? Will I ever be able to recover..."
Listening to her, Dylan Collins dropped his previous concern and asked, "What's making you think about this?"
"I don't know, I just feel like… my belly looks so protruding… it's a bit frightening."
"Don't worry, you won't…" Wrapping his arms around her, Dylan looked at her face intently, "I thought you loved yourself a lot, even narcissistic. Never thought you'd start worrying today."
Hallie caressed her belly and frowned, "That's confidence, not narcissism. If no one else believes in me, if I don't believe in myself, then how can I live? Now it's just you and me. In front of you, there's no need to put on any pretenses, is there? "
Confidence for her own sake?
Dylan thought for a bit, observing her closely.
He never thought she'd have such an insecure side.
