'Take it from me; this is never the best way to meet your In-laws… I mean, I never envisioned meeting my fiancé's family while heavily pregnant… it's like I am forcing them to accept me….'
Thalia thought to herself as she twisted her shirt absentmindedly; this was an internal dialogue that she had started to have with herself. She found herself talking to no one each day, and she felt very lonely.
It felt like Charles had dropped her in the house and left her there to fend for herself, for she was always alone. She definitely could not talk to her new mother-in-law, who hated her guts, nor her indifferent father-in-law. Neither could she talk to her weird brother-in-law.
