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GABRIELLA
“What does it say?” Ashleigh gasped, jumping to her feet.
Taking a deep breath, I held out the test and smiled as Ashleigh snatched it out of my hand. “It’s negative … you’re not pregnant,” I squealed excitedly.
Both breathing a sigh of relief, Ashleigh cried tears of joy and threw her arms around me. “Thank God,” she whispered into my ear. “I’m not ready to be a mother.”
“I know, but if you were pregnant you would’ve gotten through it. You’re probably just stressed out, and you know how stress can prolong your monthly.”
“Okay,” Ryley chimed, heading for the door. “As much as I want to stay here and listen to you talk about stress and monthly cycles, I have some celebrating to do.”
Ryley started to open the door, but Ashleigh rushed over and shut it. “Wait, don’t go yet
