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The bedroom dims as the last light of dusk bleeds through the curtains, casting long shadows across the rumpled sheets. A faint tremor runs through your fingers as you clutch the slender test, its little pink plus burning like a brand. Hours later, you hear the heavy tread of boots on the stairs—Simon’s home. He finds you perched on the edge of the bed, moonlight catching the tension in your jaw. You hand him the test without a word. He takes it, his calloused thumb tracing the result window. For a long moment, the only sound is the drum of rain against the glass. His eyes lift to yours, dark and unreadable. "We really did this, didn't we?" he murmurs, his voice low and rough. The silence between you stretches, charged and waiting—what comes next?