She finished the entire Novel by five thirty in the evening and got up to leave, she put the novel back in its place and while she was going out of the library, she saw a flyer containing a vacancy advertisement and read through it. It was a restaurant, that needed more crew members and the pay was $27,387 per month, $13 per hour.
She immediately called the restaurant, she was invited to come over the next day.
Mylar got hired and whatever she got at the end of the day, she used to take care of herself and her 'little foodie' as she called her unborn child but still, she was getting short on rent money and money for other stuff as well. After a month of working, her stomach started getting bigger and her appetite increased, her taste in food also became different, before she liked eating sandwiches, salads, and fries but now she eats Chinese noodles, and hot dogs, she likes eating fruits even the ones she hated before and even tamarind, that is so sour.
"How are you coping girl?" Vida asked when she came to visit Mylar, she looked at Mylar's face, Mylar looked very tired, and little dark circles were around her eyes.
"I guess I am doing great, just chilling," Mylar replied with a false smile.
Vida moved closer to her on the bed, holding her hands, she apologized to Mylar with tears in her eyes.
"I am so sorry that I couldn't help you in any way. I'm sorry."
Mylar couldn't hold back her tears anymore, she let it all out flowing down her face. She said to Vida while crying. "My life is so terrible now, I thought I was suffering before but now it's way worse than before."
"Hey, don't say that. I know that everything will be fine soon, just have some faith." Vida said trying to comfort her. Mylar looked at Vida and said to her.
"Of course, you can say that when you are still beautiful and you only have your mouth to feed. My biggest problem now is that my stomach is getting bigger and I keep getting tired and mostly sick."
"Do you get nauseous and keep vomiting?" Vida asked and Mylar nodded.