A R I A N A
Sarah got the test in no time and I went into the bathroom alone and did the test.
I put it on the sink and walked out, I couldn't watch, I sat on the floor in the living room, hugging my knees.
Sarah sat with me, not saying a word.
I was so scared part of me hoped that it wasn’t true because where do I even start from?
After three long minutes, we went back in.
There it was, two pink lines.
I was pregnant.
A new, deeper wave of panic washed over me as my breath caught in my throat I felt my whole world crashing down all over again.
I was carrying Dante's baby a product of our love, a love I had betrayed, a man I had destroyed.
And now I was going to have to raise this child all by myself in a new country with no father.
The father would probably hate me forever
