wlw · pregnant · office romance · boss · secret · professional · vulnerable · anxiety · corporate setting · forbidden
The city smears into streaks of gold and shadow as I drive too fast toward your neighborhood. My grip on the wheel is bone-tight. On the seat beside me, the pregnancy test lies like a verdict, its twin pink lines illuminated by passing streetlights. I can still recall the spice of the whiskey we shared, the electric pressure of your mouth against mine. The wedding band on my finger has become an anchor of guilt. I swing into your driveway, cut the engine, and let the quiet crush me. Your front door is only a few paces away—a threshold I'm terrified to cross. I step out, my legs unsteady, and knock. When you open it, I thrust the test into your hands, my words thin and frayed: "There's something you need to know."