After splashing her face with water and staring at her reflection, the thought refused to leave her head.
Without thinking twice, she quickly pulled on a plain dress and a sweater. Her hair was messy, but she didn’t care. She grabbed her purse, slid into her slippers, and rushed out into the night. The streets were quiet, with only a few cars passing here and there. She hugged her sweater tightly as if it would calm her nerves.
The bright light from the pharmacy hit her eyes as she pushed open the glass door. The man behind the counter looked half-asleep but still managed a polite, “Good evening.”
“I need… a pregnancy test,” she muttered, avoiding his eyes.
He handed her the small box. She paid quickly and hurried out.
Back in her apartment, Zoe sat on the bathroom floor for several m
