“Exactly. It’s like I’m not me anymore and someone—or something—has taken over my body.” I gasped. “It’s Invasion of the Body Snatchers!” Gemma giggled. “I think it’s called being pregnant.” “Nobody cares about my suffering,” I said as Reyes took both our plates to a table. Gemma and Wyatt followed us. “We care,” Gemma said. “Just not a lot.” She was so sweet.
