Pacing in the small bathroom, wringing my hands together while dread almost consumed me.
What if it was positive?
At first, I was brave, but now. Fuck. I was sweating, nausea rose, and time seemed to have slowed down.
The second Isaac and I returned, the others were ready to head out again. Not wanting to stay here any longer because of the stranger’s words in the supermarket.
However, I couldn’t sit in the car for hours not knowing. Not knowing if something was growing inside me. His or Liam’s.
Please, moon goddess, don’t let it be Liam’s.
What would I do if it was? I would still keep it; even Isaac was okay with it. Or at least he said he was.
Why was my life such a mess? Oh wait, I know why. Liam.
My mind was going in circles, and I couldn’t find an escape.
It didn’t matter how hard I tried, my thoughts wouldn’t release their hold over me. The questions I didn’t have an answer to.
So many questions. So many secrets.