OLIVIA
I staggered backward, a shaky breath leaving my lips as I stared at the test stick clutched between my trembling fingers.
Two lines. That meant it was positive.
My fingers trembled harder as the truth settled in—I was pregnant.
I shook my head, eyes wide, and when I couldn't bear to look at the stick any longer, I dropped it like it burned my fingers.
I was really pregnant. It had happened for real.
A second later, I rushed forward and picked it back up, my hand unsteady. I swallowed hard, staring at the lines again.
Calm down, Olivia. You wanted this, you signed up for this and you knew it would happen. I exhaled, trying to calm myself.
But how was I supposed to calm down? This wasn't a walk in the park, I was pregnant.
When I signed that contract with Christian, I knew
