I sat there staring at the paper. I could hear voices in the background. A faint “Congratulations, Alpha” lingered in my ears. An overwhelming feeling of pride filled my chest, but they weren’t my feelings.
As I could feel Mateo’s large arms wrap around me, I looked up at him. His face beamed with excitement. I tried to smile, but the sinking feeling in my stomach must have suppressed my ability to convey joy.
The happiness on Mateo’s face began to falter, and I quickly turned my head away and looked back down at the paper. My hands started to shake as the paper began to taunt me.
PREGNANT
I was pregnant, and the overwhelming guilt of not being happy about the news consumed me. I never had a desire for children. But as I tried to process the constant changes in my life recently, the
