Sophie POV
I wait until my bladder is absolutely bursting, before excusing myself and going to the bathroom, digging frantically in the drawers until I triumphantly produce what I need. Then I pee on the stick and wait, holding it with two fingers, my nose crinkled in disgust, praying that this time it will show that it's positive. I'm late, so I don't understand what's happening, but several minutes later, the bloody thing was still showing negative. I throw it angrily in the trash and then get up, flushing the toilet and washing my hands thoroughly. I'm at a loss. But I do know that if Darius finds out that I'm not pregnant, there will be absolute hell to pay. I had lied to him and made him mark me. I wouldn't be surprised if he tried to kill me for that alone.
I tiptoe back downstair
