Amelia Forbes

I shook my head vigorously over and over again as I stared at my reflection. I'd been standing in the bathroom for more than thirty minutes-the pregnancy tester I'd gotten from a store across the street clutched in my right hand.

I remembered the nasty look the lady at the counter had given me as she tossed the tester into a plastic bag, murmuring something about 16 year old sluts.

I shook my head once more. I was just really tense. I can't be pregnant.

Relax, Mel. It's just a false alarm. The changes in your body are as a result of stress. Breathe.

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