because I thought if I wore it all weekend, maybe you wouldn’t notice how much I’d changed.”
I looked at the angry marks around his waist.
“But you can’t sleep in it.”
“No.”
He let out a broken laugh.
“I can barely breathe wearing it. I couldn’t lie beside you all night knowing you might feel what was underneath. So I booked another room.”
I stared at him in disbelief.
“Let me understand this. You rented another hotel room because you thought you were too heavy to sleep next to
