Whispers in the Aisles

Giselle POV

“Ok,” said Corinna as we parked at the mall. “This is it. Are you ready?”

I rubbed my hand on my stomach, which I dressed very carefully every day to emphasize. I was proud of the work I’d done putting this plan into place, and knew I deserved the attention and bump in status this baby was giving me. Now it was time to snip one last inconvenient little thread.

I smiled. “Oh, I’m ready.