ella
are trying to choke me. I can feel the weight of my pulse i
he box, pregnancy test seem foreign. Not real. As though they don't apply to me, like they belong to s
ant to see it. I don't want to know. I don't want to be
even get
Should I even go through with it? What i
e weight of it feels like it's closing in on
id soak into the lines. One... two... three... four... five... six... I
it w
nto the test. I place it on the counter. My phone timer sta
and everythin
everything coul
but I can't. If I look, it'll
re time to breathe. But the universe doesn't care about what I want. It doesn't care a
f I pretend I don't care, it won't matter. Maybe it won
min
is too heavy. I finally open my eyes, not daring to loo
. There's fear, hope, doubt. So much doubt. She's hanging on by a
? What if he doesn't want it? Wh
g to fall. But they're right there, at the edge, waiting. A lu
imer
min
do this.
I ha
he test, th
o lines. One so
art s
preg
tand there, frozen, staring at the test. I feel the flood of emotions rush in-elat
't br
h. A breathless, shaky laug
y, but instead, my chest t
about
bout R
bout me anymore.
the bathroom. My heart is hammering, and my hands are sh
n the back of my head, whispe
The house is quiet, too quiet. When I reach the door to his office, I stop, my
en I h
e you,
rd voice.
v
is
s into my stomach. I can't move. I can't think. I stand there, paralyzed, as
t l
not f
ng behind his desk, looking so... normal. So calm. As
f recognition. But he quickly looks away. L
out. I want to demand answers.
says, like nothing is wrong. Like my w
o say. The words ar
apers?" he asks, not
? What
if it's nothing. Like it's just a
vo
air like a death sentence. Div
I whisper, barely able to breathe. "Div
e doesn't even seem
member the agreement we made? Now that she's here, it
v
o me, a tidal wave o
lling up in my eyes. My ches
words won't come. I want to fight for us, f
now it'
mind is made up. There's n
s the one
ering to say another
weight of everything
and fast, and I do
with Richard. I thought w
was
, I hav