The women who once dressed exquisitely and had slender figures were now all grotesquely overweight. Their evening gowns were stretched tightly against their bodies, their arms thick, their waistlines completely gone.
The foundation on their faces couldn’t hide the puffiness.
Their movements were noticeably sluggish; after walking a few steps, they had to stop to catch their breath.
Some of them even had to hold onto the railing just to stand steady.
And among the crowd, I finally saw Bertie.
If it weren’t for that face, I almost wouldn’t have recognized him.
His whole body had rounded out.
His chin had doubled, his belly bulged like a ball, and the suit that once fit him reasonably well now looked like it had been forcibly stuffed onto him.
The so-called “campus heartthrob” now loo
