Claire’s POV
I sat on the tiles of the bathroom floor.
My hands were shaking so badly that I could barely hold the small plastic stick. I stared at the tiny test and my vision was blurry from the tears falling from my eyes, but the result were clear.
Two bright pink lines.
I covered my mouth with my hand to trap a sob. I closed my eyes and let my head fall back against the hard bathtub.
Pregnant. I'm going to have a baby.
Noah’s baby.
I wrapped my arms around my stomach. For the last three weeks, I have been feeling terrible. I couldn't keep my food down in the mornings, I was always exhausted, and my favorite smells made me feel sick.
At first, I thought it was just the stress of my broken heart. But l started to feel more than just my heartbeat and it was starting to be a lot cle
