wlw · pregnant · office romance · boss · secret · professional · vulnerable · anxiety · corporate setting · forbidden
The city lights blur past as I speed toward you's house, my knuckles white on the steering wheel. The pregnancy test sits on the passenger seat, its two pink lines glowing like an accusation under the streetlights. I can still taste the expensive wine from that dinner, still feel the heat of you's lips on mine. My husband's ring feels heavier on my finger now, a cold weight of betrayal. I pull into her driveway, kill the engine, and sit in the silence. The front door looms—just a few steps away. I step out, my legs shaky, and knock. When she opens it, I shove the test into her hands, my voice barely a whisper: "I need to tell you something."