"...sam?"

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sigh

Eleanor Morales takes a deep breath. She starts pacing around the bathroom. 

Could this be it?

Eleanor looks up at the ceiling, saying a quick prayer. She nods her head.

"I got this..."

Taking one more deep breath, she pulls out a stick from behind her. Closing her eyes, she counts.

"1...2...3-"

She opens her eyes and looks down. Her eyes read the screen.

Not pregnant

Eleanor squeezes her eyes shut. She throws the test away, then throws the box at the window. 

Usually after having a negative pregnancy test she curls into a ball and cries. Her husband makes tea for her. He showers her with words of praise. She shooes him away to be alone with her thoughts. This time was different.

She was frustrated. And tired. Because her husband was off "avengering" and now she was alone at the house with no one to bother her. She missed Miles. She wanted to hear his voice ramble on and on about Riri's new additions to his suit. To see his eyes light up when Eleanor wanted to stay up late and watch F.R.I.E.N.D.S. with him. She was missing him so much. 

To contain her anger, Eleanor sits on the floor of her kitchen and turns on the news. This was a weird way to cope with her problems, but it always seemed to work. She slowly curls up and drifts off to sleep. 

A ding wakes her up. She shoots up; confused about where she was and what time it is. She rubs her eyes and looks at the oven clock. 8:32pm. Dang, how long has she been asleep for? After a few moments, she realizes that the doorbell just rang. She gets up and slowly inches towards the door.  Eleanor looked through the peephole. She quickly unlocked the door and opened it.

"...Sam?"

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