Jade stared at me, the silence between us stretched taut like a wire about to snap. The ambient light of the living room caught the glossy sheen of tears forming in her eyes, but beneath her hurt was a growing, sharp suspicion.
"Your life?" Jade’s voice trembled, taking a step closer to the kitchen island. "Nora, we tell each other everything. We’ve been inseparable since high school. If you were seeing someone seriously enough to get pregnant—or if someone hurt you, or took advantage of you—how could you keep that from me?"
"Because I needed time to process it myself," I said, holding my ground. I picked up the plastic stick from the marble counter and tossed it into the small wastebasket beneath the sink, closing the cabinet door with a decisive click. "I only found out very recentl
