I was waiting for Ryan to come and get me, the nerves of telling him the truth, that we had been friends a few months ago, enjoying sports, gaming and checking out women together and now I dreamt of having his babies and being his wife and loving him forever. Only the family know the truth about the swap and when I asked Dad last night if I could tell Ryan, he asked me if it was worth the risk, I could live a life with Ryan never letting on about the secret or I tell him and risk it. I knew in my heart that I couldn’t lie to him, I wanted to be his woman. I wasn’t David anymore, physically, emotionally and mentally. I was Mariah, I’d transformed my body from overweight to supermodel, I had spent three hours at the salon this morning getting pampered, I was wearing a beautiful outfit and sunglasses. I just needed Ryan to accept me completely. Ryan turned up and I knew from his expression that he was attracted to my body, his jaw was open and his eyes were wide. ‘Babe, I’ve got something to tell you,’ I started. Ryan looked at me and said, ‘you were David, weren’t you?’ I smiled and said I was born David but I was only ever meant to be Mariah and I could see a future with him, we kissed on the porch and I told him I loved him. That was 3 years ago, we are engaged to be married now, I’m pregnant with out second child and David is annoyed every day that I see him, he claims he should be me but I remind him he was happy enough to gloat and the string of girls he’s brought home can’t all be terrible. I’m going to lunch with the girls tomorrow, we are picking dresses and planning for my special day. I’ll be 8 months pregnant though, so I’ll be big like a whale, I don’t mind, Ryan told me he loves me when I’m pregnant as much as when I’m not. He just knows what to say to make me feel
like the most beautiful woman ever.