Caz
The soft beep of the timer broke the silence like a gunshot.
Taryn jolted slightly where she sat across from me, her hands clenched in her lap. I looked at the test on the counter, the small plastic thing that had somehow become heavier than any sword I’d ever held.
I glanced over at her. She wasn’t breathing. Not really.
“You wanna look first?” I asked, voice low, gentle.
Her eyes went wide, like I’d offered her a death sentence. “Nope,” she said instantly, shaking her head. “No way. I’ll pass out.”
I couldn’t help the tiny laugh that escaped me, though my own hands were suddenly a little unsteady. “Okay,” I said. “I’ll do it.”
She closed her eyes and turned her head away, like even me looking at it was too much for her to handle. Her breathing was shallow, and I could see the
