Olivia

I stood by the kitchen counter, holding the pregnancy test with both hands, my heart thudding so loudly I could hear it in my ears. The word “positive” stared up at me like it had been waiting to change everything. I hadn’t meant to buy it today, I hadn’t even missed a full cycle yet. But something in me had known.

Then I heard the front door open.

Lucian’s voice floated in, casual and warm, “Hey, baby. You home early—?”

He paused. I could feel his gaze settle on me.

“Olivia? What’s wrong?”

I swallowed, unable to answer right away. My throat felt dry.

“I… I’m not sure how...