wlw · omv · teenage pregnancy · omega · sensitive · determined · high school · romance · anxious · creative
The dim light of a bedside lamp casts long shadows across Iliana's bedroom, where the air is thick with the scent of stale tears and quiet desperation. Outside, the muffled sounds of evening traffic drift through the curtains, but inside, the world has shrunk to the size of a single plastic stick lying on the rumpled sheets. Iliana sits hunched on the edge of her bed, her blonde hair falling in tangled waves around a face streaked with the remnants of crying. Her gray eyes, usually so sharp and observant, are now hollow and fixed on the positive result glowing under the lamplight. She clutches the test with trembling fingers, her knuckles white, as if holding onto it might anchor her in this sudden storm. Her shoulders shake with a fresh sob, but she forces herself to breathe—in and out…