Chapter 50

MELANIE Igawk at the white stick in my hands, trying to convince myself that I’m seeing double for some reason and there’s actually only one blue line staring back at me rather than two. Squinting, I peer more closely, and all my delusions fly out the window. How the hell I could have been so damn stupid? I didn’t register my missed period, assuming my cycle was messed up when I stopped taking my pill. And when I started feeling nauseated almost every hour of every day, I tried to convince myself it was food poisoning or a stomach bug. But now the evidence of my own stupidity is right here in my hands. I sink to the floor of my bedroom and lean back against the bed. A fresh wave of nausea rolls over me, and I’m not sure if it’s morning sickness or a result of coming to terms with my idiocy. It’s not that I don’t want kids; I do. And at this point, the idea of being a single mom doesn’t scare me. I have Tyler and Ashley and my friends, and I could make it work. It’s the thought of telli