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Marie

To say I was shocked when the third pregnancy test I took came positive, is a huge understatement. I'm not ready to be a mother, I'm not even married yet. I can't do this. Oh please God help me. I can't be pregnant, I don't think I can do this. Should I tell Karter? He's going to freak out who knows he might leave me? Am I even sure I'm pregnant? I took three pregnancy tests and I'm really late, I'm never ever late. How is this even possible? We were always so careful.

Today was Wednesday and I'm planning to tell Karter that I'm pregnant. I honestly don't know how'll he take it. He can't be happy, he already has a kid, I don't think he wanted another one especially not with me.

We haven't even been together for a year yet! I'm so fucking screwed. Karter still isn't here yet and the coffee machine on our floor is still broken. Great. I walk to the central coffee room downstairs and wait in

line for a good 25 minutes.