“I sat against a wall, where the taupe paint was scratched, an uncapped pregnancy test developing in my grip. Two minutes to know what would become of me. Time passed, a whole life. I flipped the test over when waiting got harder than knowing. Two red lines on a white strip stared at me.”
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