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My hands begins to feel heavy as I glance at the 27 positive results sprawled across my bathroom floor and sink

This can't be true, It's a lie, a stupid sick joke from Finn Lores.

I try to hold on to whatever sense I'm grasping to but the fact remains

Positive

27 positive signs I'm carrying Killian's baby.

A single tear rolls down as my mind blanks; I'm not ready for this.

Killian isn't here; he's marrying someone else. Do I tell him?

No Marissa

I have no one, no one to call, I've been so stupid chasing after Killian and here I am pregnant.

I wipe another tear; this isn't me; Marissa Times is fearless; ambitious.

I begin to scoop all the sticks up into the waste bag and tie it up

I'm going to be fine, I'll figure something out. Let's just start with a glass of water.

I stride slowly down my stairs until I get to the kitchen

"Finn?, what are you doing?" My feet seems to halt with one look of Finn Lores

"Checking if you're okay, the pharmacy sent a notification to confirm your prescri