*Luna*
I am still determining how I ended up in my room. Everything stopped the moment Anna asked about the pregnancy and then about terminating it, and my whole world spun, making me sway slightly. I held on to the wall, but from the corner of my eye, I saw Anna anxiously moving towards me, asking questions. Yet nothing reached me as if an invisible membrane had wrapped around me, cutting me off from everything and everyone around me.
My heart was beating like crazy, and my mind, loaded with an additional portion of gigabytes, began to send me various scenarios of my little wolfish baby, its father, and me through the years, creating a picture of a happy family. I glanced at the small plastic stick on which I was staring at two intensely red lines—the very confirmation that the most bea
