A Game

Liam

My heart pounded in my chest, and my hands trembled as I absorbed the unsettling words that just escaped from Amelie's mouth. Memories flooded back, and the stoic expression I managed to cook up melted to reveal a panicking one. How on earth did she know? Who told her and when?! 

"Is Anna pregnant?" Amelie repeated, visibly displeased by my reaction. 

"Who told you Anna's pregnant? You don't believe I'd do something like that, do you?" I returned. It wasn't an answer, but it was good enough to make Amelie reconsider her thoughts and accusations. She seemed to have received this information through a text message on her phone and I wanted to know who had sent it to her. Without permission, I snatched the phone from her hand and read the entirety of the information.