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It feels like a load of bricks was just dropped in my stomach. Like I’m sinking down, and everything is moving in slow motion around me.
“What did she…”
I tear my gaze away from the counter to look at Cassia. She’s the one and only thing that could distract me right now.
Her voice trails the same way mine just did as soon as our gazes connect. She’s frozen, her hands tangled in a knot of hair above her head, eyes darting between me and the countertop.
Betrayal and anger heat my blood. Rapid math and my sister’s random appearance leading to one logical conclusion.
Cassia’s face has paled, her expression guilty as she takes a hesitant step closer to me. “Holden—”
“They’re mine.”
I’d forgotten Sydney was even here.
“What?” Thanks to shock and being extremely hungover, my voice is the same consistency as gravel.
“I’m pregnant,” Sydney says.
My off-kilter world spins around again.
“What?” I repeat, turning to stare at my sister. My reliable, responsible sister, who’s never had a boyfriend. Who’s always been the angel to counteract my devil. Healing instead of destructive. Communicative instead of silent.
“I’m pregnant.” Her voice is a little louder, slightly more confident. “I’ve been worried for a while, and I found out for sure last night. I didn’t want to tell you until I knew…until I processed it a little bit more.”
“You’re pregnant.”
Sydney nods.
I glance at Cassia. Recall her comment at the court about Sydney having a lot going on. “You knew?”
“Don’t blame Cassia,” my sister says. “I asked her not to say anything.”
I exhale, trying to find my bearings.
This is all…too much.
I came here to tell Cassia about last night.
I’m carrying around my mom’s secret. Waiting to find out if I have a huge decision to make concerning basketball.
My head was already spinning with guilt and uncertainty.
And now…this.
“Are you keeping it?” I don’t know if that’s the right thing to say right now, but it’s the next question that comes out.
“I don’t know.”
“Who’s the guy?” I ask.
Sydney grimaces.
She’s never discussed boys with me. I assume she tells Cassia everything. Graham Warner, back in high school, is the only guy I’ve seen her act flirty around.
Cassia looks down at the floor. Her cheek twitches, like she’s chewing the inside.
Red flags fly up.
