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Rose's POV
I sat on the cold toilet seat, my eyes fixed on the small, white stick in my trembling hand.
The pregnancy test strip seemed to mock me as I waited, its blank face waiting to determine my fate. My mind was racing, and I couldn't shake off the feeling of dread that had been building up inside me as I waited.
What if it's positive? What if I'm pregnant?
I rubbed my head in frustration as my eyes darted to my reflection in the mirror. My scattered hair was all over me, my swollen face stared back at me, and the worry etched on my forehead and brows which brought out fine lines didn't make me look any better than I felt.
My eyes darted towards the test strip again, and with a sinking stomach, I watched as a tiny, pink line began to materialize on the strip, followed by a s
