Lina's POV
That morning, I woke up to a realization that made my heart stop.
My period was almost three months late. I'd tested before—twice, actually. Both times, negative. But still. Nothing.
I sat up slowly, my hand drifting to my lower belly. Three months. My cycle had always been irregular—I'd been telling myself that for weeks. But three months? That wasn't "irregular" anymore. That was something else.
Aurora stirred inside me. *Do you want to be pregnant?*
*I don't know.*
I decided to get checked out.
I didn't tell anyone where I was going. I just sent a message to my boss saying I had some personal errands to run and would be back at the office in the afternoon.
Then I got dressed, got in the car, and drove to a small clinic on an old street in the west pa
