SILVER HOLLOW
ALICE
I stared at the pregnancy test in my hand, barely daring to blink.
Two lines.
I brought it closer to my face, examining the result again as though doing so might somehow change what I was seeing. But the second line remained, faint but unmistakably visible.
It was positive.
A small, disbelieving laugh escaped my lips.
I was pregnant.
For several seconds, I simply stood there in the middle of the bathroom, unable to tear my eyes away from the test. I had imagined this moment countless times, wondering what it would feel like when I finally discovered that I was carrying Jason's child. I had pictured myself looking at a positive result, touching my stomach and knowing that I had finally achieved what I wanted.
And now it was happening.
I lowered the test slightl
