The Awakening
I cleansed my hands before putting the cup of pee inside a tiny square door. I held onto the counter and leaned into the mirror in the bathroom as it slowly whirled around. Numerous ideas suddenly popped into my head. After the sickness subsided, real fear took its place. I could not possibly be pregnant. I couldn't wait to make fun of everyone in the room when I got back since the theory was preposterous.
particularly Smith. He had been so arrogant when he told me to use the restroom. They had never met me. Every day, I took one birth control pill as if it were a sacred ritual. That wasn't always the case. It started with
I turned as I walked down the hallway after using the restroom when I caught a glimpse of his long, muscular legs. I smiled forcibly while lifting my chin. The phrase "all done."
He gave me a sidelong glance and nodded before continuing to key letters into a phone.
The air was thin and stifled.