For a second, my brain refused to process what my eyes were seeing. I laughed once, short and breathless, convinced this had to be some kind of sick mistake.
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Then I noticed what lay beside the cake.
A small white stick. Plastic. Familiar.
A positive pregnancy test.
The world tilted.
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My fingers went numb as I gripped the edge of the desk. Sounds faded, replaced by a roaring in my ears. Jake had found it. The test I’d hidden in the back of
