"I'm not eating. I need to lose weight," Wyatt Vaughn said, patting her stomach. In times like these, she was probably the only one who needed to lose weight from overeating.
"What diet? You're not fat at all," Quincy began with his over-the-top compliments. "Your figure is perfect. It's called being pleasantly plump—a sign of good fortune."
"You can have this good fortune, how about it? I've already got a two-layered spare tire around my waist. If I don't go on a diet, I bet a third layer will show up before long."
Officer Graham asked around, and it turned out Evelyn Ford was the only one who wanted a midnight snack.
"My appetite seems a little bigger than usual lately."
Wyatt Vaughn and Joelle Finch ran over to her, giving Evelyn Ford a mischievous look. "A big appetite, eating well… Don't tell me you're pregnant?"
The moment she said that, everyone looked over. Ronan Kendrick, however, wore an expression of complete indifference.
