I’d had sex with Alexander a few weeks ago, and the thought of a condom hadn’t even crossed my mind until now.
I sighed as I tied my hair into a bun at the top of my head.
The thought gnawed at me, refusing to let go. I knew I needed to check if only to put my mind at ease. So, I grabbed my coat, slipped on my shoes, and headed to the nearest store to purchase a pregnancy test kit.
As I walked into the pharmacy, the fluorescent lights overhead intensified my nervousness. I didn't want to attract any attention, so I tried to keep my expression neutral, but the cashier was apparently in a chatty mood and decided to strike up a conversation.
"Hi there! How's your day going?" she asked cheerily as she scanned the pregnancy test kit.
I smiled and replied, "Oh, just running errands."
She continued, seemingly undeterred by my lack of enthusiasm for conversation.
"Well, I hope you found everything you needed today."
I mumbled a thank-you, paid for the test kit, and hurried out of the store, my heart racing.
The cashier's well-meaning small talk had only added to my anxiety. All I wanted was to get home and find out the truth.
Once back in the comfort of my bathroom, I carefully followed the instructions on the kit.
Time had slowed to a crawl as I waited for the results. The seconds ticked by, and my mind raced with a thousand thoughts.
What if I was indeed pregnant?
How would this change my life?
What would Allan say when I told him?
And what about my feelings about becoming a mother?
It was a whirlwind of emotions, and I hadn't seen the result yet.
Finally, the test was ready, and I nervously picked it up.
My hands trembled as I stared at the results in the small window—a dark pink line.
Tears welled up in my eyes as I realized what it meant.
Positive…
I was pregnant…
My emotions were a jumble of shock and fear. The reality of it all washed over me, and I sank to the bathroom floor, overwhelmed.
A new life was growing within me, which was supposed to be beautiful.
Right now, it was only terrifying. I tried taking deep breaths, but they came out shaky.
I let the tears come because I needed to get them out of my system. But I was almost in disbelief.
How could I let this happen?
I paced back and forth around my apartment, my mind a whirlwind of confusion and distress. The pregnancy test result was sending my world into a tailspin.
I was seeing Alexander casually.
We’d never discussed officially starting a relationship, and I’d never intended things to become so complicated.