Elana.
I took the test. I knew there was no getting out of this one, so I took the test.
We were waiting for the results to show. Even though I already knew what It would say. Though it was cold, I was sweating profusely.
We were seated in the parlor. Father and Efanell are on one side, tensed with a timer in Father’s left hand and the stick on the center table.
My legs were crossed and I was playing with the hem of my dress anxiously. Sweat trickled down my face. I could feel Efanell’s stares piercing through my skin but I avoided his stares.
It was so quiet you could hear the crickets chirping. The wind was howling and the atmosphere was choked with tension.
What is the next step now? Father would kick me out of the house! Who do I pin the pregnancy on?
But how could they have fou
