Evaline:
The door shut behind me with a soft click, but the silence that followed felt deafening.
My footsteps echoed faintly down the marble hallway as I walked aimlessly, heart pounding, brain spinning in a storm of thoughts I didn't know how to contain.
Three choices.
Three doors.
And all of them came with locks I didn't know if I could open—especially with the quiet, growing truth inside of me.
I placed a hand gently on my lower abdomen. It was still flat. Still unnoticed. But I knew. The pregnancy test hadn't lied. The second one hadn't either. And even if I still clung to the impossible hope that it might've been wrong, deep down, my instincts had already accepted it.
I was pregnant. And every decision I made from now on wasn't just about me.
That thought settled like a stone in my stomach.
