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“Oh honey,” Meghan murmurs. “You know, better safe than sorry, right? The pill is fickle and given everything that’s happened, your hormones are gonna be insane. Maybe it’s safer to take a test to rule it out? Or go to a doctor?”
“I promise you, a doctor will also have the same idea as soon as they learn you’re sexually active,” Ana points out. “Listen, all I’m saying is that you’re off tilt, right? There are a hundred reasons why, and all you can do is control what you know. So, rule one out. It’ll help narrow things down when you do go to the doctor, right? You’ve ruled out Gary as your stalker or whatever, now rule something out with your health.”
Ana spoke so much sense that I bought a pregnancy test on the way home.
Thankfully, Finn isn’t home when I arrive, although I send him a text just to let him know I’m here. Given how intent he’s been on my security, I’m still not convinced he doesn’t have a secret silent alarm somewhere.
Peeing on the stick, I start a timer and message my girls to let them know I’m taking the test to rule it out. After all, I already know what it’s going to say, and Meghan makes a good point. I can take it to the doctor and open with, hey, I’m not pregnant, but I am sick, so help me.
Stress is a killer, as they say.
While waiting, an email pops up and catches my attention.
It’s from the summer classes Asher recommended. After Asher gave me the brochure, I emailed them on a whim, expressing interest in the course but nothing else. I’m still undecided about what I want to do.
Opening the email, my blood runs cold and my heart plummets.
Dear Miss Pierce,
We thank you for your kind words and interest in our summer course, however it has been brought to our attention that your engagement in personal activities may shed an unsuitable light upon this establishment. We feel that you will not be a good fit for…
The rest blurs as my eyes flood with tears.
They’re rejecting me immediately.
Without knowing me, without seeing my work, without giving me a chance. Near the bottom, just below the signature, two pictures are attached as evidence of what isn’t allowed, and my heart sinks like a rock plummeting right out of my body.
I know those pictures.
They’re my stolen pictures. How on earth did this happen? I didn’t tell a soul that I’d contacted them, and the only person who knew I was even remotely interested was Asher.
What the fuck is happening?
Suddenly, the alarm I set blares to life, and I jump from my perch on the edge of the toilet.
Grasping numbly for the test, I glance at it briefly and then it pulls my attention completely.
Two lines.
Pregnant.
Holy fucking shit.
I’m pregnant. This was supposed to be a joke, a throwaway test to rule things out.
There’s no way it’s true.
Pregnant?
Me?
What the hell am I going to do with a baby?!
No. There’s no way. Not now. Not like this.
How disastrous can my life get?
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