I was completely zoned out in the bathroom, staring at the two stark lines on the pregnancy test stick. I then heard Gianna Lowe, my best friend, from the other side of the door, pestering me nonstop. "Did you take the test yet, Rebecca? You didn't actually get knocked up, did you?"I couldn't help but feel my hands trembling uncontrollably as I stared at the two vivid red lines, instantly feeling sick to my stomach. In my past life, this very child had been the start of my downfall—I was forced to drop out of college and await childbirth, only to be smothered to death in the end. I died without ever learning how I became pregnant, much less who the father was.Gianna ran out of patience and just yanked the door open, storming in.I was quicker, though, and had already stashed the pregnancy test stick.Gianna looked all around, her brow furrowed in confusion, and asked, "Where's the pregnancy test stick? Are you actually pregnant or not, Rebecca?"I shook my head, replying, "I
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