Droplets of tears fell on the sink. Jersey covered her mouth, trying her best to cover her sniffles. She leaned over and wiped her eyes, so she could get a clear look of her view.
Two positive tests sat on the counter. As planned, she did make a trip to the drugstore and picked up some pregnancy tests. Jersey wasn't able to take them until the next day. After leaving work, she could barely get some alone time. Malcolm made sure to cling to her throughout the whole night. So, she ended up hiding the tests.
Jersey had been locked in the bathroom for over an hour. She was too worried about her life and the possible outcome it would have. She pulled at her hair while pacing the floor repetitively.
What am I going to do with a baby?
How the f**k did I get pregnant?
I took my
