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Perhaps he was grappling with his own emotions, just as I was.
Maybe he was still dealing with the issue that had popped up, and three days didn’t seem too long for him to handle it. He wasn’t even coming to work.
As I was about to type out a message to Matteo, my phone buzzed with a notification.
My heart skipped a beat at the sight of his name, a mix of relief and anticipation flooding me. I quickly opened the message, eager to finally hear from him.
However, the words on the screen caused a mixed reaction within me. "Hey, Sophia, I'm sorry for not reaching out earlier. I'm dealing with something important right now, and I won't be able to talk or communicate for a while. I'll explain everything once this matter is resolved. Take care."
I sighed and leaned back in my chair, my fingers hovering over the keyboard. On one hand, I was relieved that he had finally reached out, letting me know he was okay.
But on the other hand, the news that he wouldn't be able to talk or communicate for some time slightly dampened my mood.
With a sigh, I placed my phone down on the desk, my mind already occupied with relief, understanding, and a hint of longing to understand where we stood with one another.
A week passed, and Matteo's silence took a toll on me. But there was something else that was adding to my distress.
I had been feeling increasingly nauseous and tired in the mornings, struggling to eat without the threat of throwing up.
At first, I attributed it to the worry and anxiety over Matteo's absence. But as the days passed and the symptoms persisted, I began to wonder if something more was happening.
I had taken a few days off work, unable to muster the energy to leave my house, let alone face a whole day at the office.
Keisha had offered to help, and I had asked her to pick up some medicine for me. Today, she had come to visit, a small bag of medicine in her hand.
"Hey, how are you holding up?" Keisha's voice was filled with concern as she handed over the bag.
I managed a weak smile as I took the bag from her. "I've been better, to be honest."
She sat down beside me on the couch. "I brought you some medicine. Hopefully, they'll help."
"Thanks, Keisha. I appreciate it."
Keisha's eyebrows knitted together, her concern deepening. "Sophia, I get that you're stressed about Matteo and all, but these symptoms are similar to—"
I interrupted her, not wanting to entertain the possibility as it was impossible. Matteo had used a condom each time we had been together. So, there was no way I could be pregnant.
"Oh, I doubt it's anything serious. Maybe I'm just coming down with something."
She gave me a skeptical look, clearly unconvinced. "Sophia, you do know that condoms aren't foolproof, right? They can fail sometimes."
I sighed, feeling a mix of defensiveness and frustration. "I know that, Keisha. But it's highly unlikely. We were careful."
Keisha raised an eyebrow, her expression challenging. "Careful doesn't mean it's impossible. Look, Sophia, I'm just saying it wouldn't hurt to take a pregnancy test to rule it out."
I crossed my arms, still resisting the idea. "Keisha, I'm telling you, it's not necessary. Besides, I don't even have the energy to go out and get a test right now."
She sighed, her concern evident. "Fine, I get it. But if you change your mind, let me know. I'll be more than happy to help."
We sat silently for a moment, the tension in the air palpable. Finally, I gave in, feeling a mix of resignation and irritation. "Okay, fine. If it puts your mind at ease, I'll let you buy a damn pregnancy test."
Keisha's face lit up with a triumphant smile. "Great! I'll go get one right now." She quickly made her way out the door.
As she left to get the pregnancy test, I couldn't help but feel a flutter of nervousness in my stomach.
It was probably nothing, I reassured myself, but deep down, a small part of me wondered if Keisha was right; there was a chance, however slim.
I stood in my bathroom, my heart pounding so loudly I thought it might burst out of my chest. The pregnancy stick sat on the edge of the sink, and I anxiously waited for the lines to appear.
