I found myself more nervous than I had ever been in my entire life as my eyes froze on the pregnancy test that sat on the top of the toilet. The three minutes it would take to wait for it to turn to two lines or remain at one was more nauseating than what I had been feeling up until this point. My hand lingered upon my belly, having been unable to look at the screen-not wanting to know quite yet. I could see that Tessa shared my nerves as she was dying to ask me the question I couldn’t answer truthfully too. I wanted to, but there was simply too much at stake. As her eyes lingered upon the watch on her wrist, finding the three minutes to finally come up, she looked at me with dead eyes as if she didn’t know how I would react upon seeing whatever the test had been.
It was positive.
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