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“I’m just saying. This is the first time I’m seeing you in months, and you look like you’re in the middle of a bad break-up.”

“Luce, I kind of am,” I mutter.

Her eyes narrow, and she studies me for a moment before sighing. “Come on. You can tell me all about it over ice cream.”

She glances behind me, and a small smile spreads over her lips. “Hi,” she greets Danny, who of course came on the trip with me. “What’s your name?”

He raises one dark eyebrow at her, slightly amused.

“Danny,” he replies shortly.

“Nice to meet you, Danny. I’m guessing you’ll be with Aurora throughout her stay?”

“Don’t worry, miss. I’ll stay out of your way,” he assures her.

“Oh well, I wouldn’t mind if you were in my way,” Lucia says seductively.

I slap her arm. “Don’t flirt with my bodyguard.”

“No, can do, sis. He’s too hot not to,” she whispers before looking back at Danny. “We can take my car to my apartment. It’s about twenty minutes from here.”

Danny nods. “I’ll drive.”

She and I slide into the back of her Mercedes, and I let my head fall on my sister’s shoulder, glad I’m in her company. I might be the big sister, but Lucia’s my rock. She always has been.

I think to myself that this trip is my chance to finally breathe easier. Arrange my thoughts. But of course, I’m not awarded even that small sliver of peace.

The next day, I wake up feeling nauseous again. Lucia enters the bathroom as I’m flushing the toilet. When I look at her, her amber eyes are filled with worry.

“Don’t,” I say because I already know what she’s about to say.

“Aurora,” my sister says with a sigh.

She follows me as I collapse on top of the bed, my eyes looking up at the ceiling. Lucia lies down beside me, allowing me to continue to be in denial for a little while longer. She and I had a long conversation yesterday. I did most of the talking and she listened attentively. She didn’t offer me any advice and she didn’t tell me what to do, which I’m grateful for. I have to make these decisions on my own.

When she nudges my shoulder gently, I groan.

“Fine, just say it,” I mutter.

“I think you need to take a pregnancy test.”

My heart fucking drops.

“I’m not pregnant,” I say, sounding more sure than I actually feel.

“And I want to believe you. But buying a test is the only way to prove that, sorella.”

“We’ve been safe,” I say stubbornly.

I’ve been taking my birth control pills regularly since we started having sex.

“All the time?” Lucia prods.

My chest heaves as I admit the truth. “No, not really. I slipped up once two months ago. Nico took me to Antigua for the weekend, and I forgot my pills at home.”

“Antigua? Damn, that’s romantic,” Lucia says, grinning.

“So not the point,” I mutter. “What if I really am pregnant, Lucia?”

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