wlw · married couple · pregnancy drama · high school sweethearts · shock · emotional · realistic fiction · female pregnancy · relationship conflict · devoted
The bathroom light buzzes with a clinical white glare, illuminating the damp towels and scattered bottles on the counter. A ghost of steam from you's shower still fogs the mirror, and the air carries the sharp scent of soap undercut by a thread of anxious sweat. Rowan is frozen in the doorway, her black hair a tangled frame around her pale face. Her hazel eyes, wide and startled, flick from the pregnancy test clutched in you's unsteady hand to the stunned, hopeful expression there. She steps forward, the chill of the tiles seeping into her bare feet. "What did you just say? 'It's positive'?" she echoes, her voice thin and cracking. She takes the test, squints at the result window until the lines blur, and feels the solid ground of her world give way. "Oh, god..." She sets it down with del…