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But April didn’t seem nearly as amused by my story; she sat there, stone faced, as if she were in deep thought. At last, she muttered, “Uh. Izzy?”

“Yeah?”

“Silly question, I hope, but youareon the pill still, right?”

“Yeah, of course I am,” I said. “Rust comes inside me all the time.”

“And you’re good about always taking your pills on time, right?”

“Well, yeah,” I mumbled. “I mean, sure, with all the back and forth between home and Rust’s place, I might miss a day or two every now and then, but—”

My two friends traded glances.

“I know what you’re thinking,” I said. “And look, I’d be lying if I said it didn’t cross my mind, too—but no. No way. Itcan’tbe that. I’m on the pill.”

Without another word, April got up and went to the bathroom. She returned with a foil package in hand. “I think you’d better take one just in case, Izzy.”

I chuckled. “I’mnotpregnant. It’s impossible, guys.”

“Technically, it’s not impossible, even if you were on top of your pills,” April said. “And if you’re missing pills here and there …” she trailed off, not needing to finish the thought.

My jaw clenched. With the playoffs set to begin, and Dad possibly coming to town, apregnancywas the last thing Rust and I needed thrown into the mix. If I were pregnant, what would I even do? Would I tell him, or wait until the playoffs were over?

Ugh.

That’d be bad.

“I hate that you’re scaring me right now,” I said, snatching the test from her hands. “But fine, whatever. Let’s get this over with so we can rule it out.”

I went to the bathroom with my stomach in knots. I sat on the toilet and took the test. My mind raced as I waited for the result to show. I was overwhelmed with so many emotions—on one hand, this could destroy us. On the other hand, what if it was the greatest thing that ever happened to us?

Minutes felt like hours as I stared at the test. My heart pounded in my chest.

A faint blue line began to appear. But it wassofaint, I was convinced my eyes were playing tricks on myself. I kept waiting.

But the liner only got thicker, darker, and bluer with time.

I didn’t know what to say.

I sat in the bathroom for minutes, staring at it, stunned.

Eventually, there was a knock on the door. “Izzy? How’s it going in there?”

I opened the door and waved the girls in. “Take a look for yourself.”

They crowded around the sink, took one look at it, and gasped.

“Are you going to tell him?” April asked.

“Of course. Ihaveto.”

“When?” Farrah asked.

I sighed.

“As soon as he gets back from his road trip.”

* * *

Rust and I stared at each other. This was our moment of truth. I was so afraid to tell him, because this could either make us or break us.

“I’m so afraid,” I whispered.

Rust squeezed me in his thick arms and rocked me. “Whatever it is, you can tell me,” he said, trying to coax it out of me. “I want to know, Isabelle. You can tell me anything.”

My heart racing, I said, “Rust … I’m pregnant.”

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