Cheeks Pink

So many signs (END)

*Sorry for any wrong typos
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"Mama... what am I going to do? What should I do now?" Taylor asks, her voice trembling. "I don't know what to do." Tears stream down her face as her body shivers.

"Honey, breathe in... breathe out... for me," Donna says soothingly. "How about you call your mom? I'll call Travis right away, okay?"

Taylor nods and searches for her phone in the bedroom, quickly finding her mom's contact and pressing the call button.

"Hey honey, are you okay? Travis and Tree texted me about you," Andrea says as soon as she answers the call.

"Mom, can you come over? I need you," Taylor says, sniffling.

"Baby, are you okay? Is Travis with you?" Andrea asks, her voice full of concern.

"I'm okay, but I need you here. Travis is at practice, but Mama Donna is with me," Taylor replies.

"Okay, I'll call Tree to book an early flight to Kansas, alright? I'll be there with you, honey. Keep me updated, okay?" Andrea soothes her daughter.

"I will, Mom. Love you. Safe flight," Taylor says, kissing the phone.

"Love you too. Be safe, honey," Andrea replies.

Meanwhile, Donna is on the phone with Travis.

"Mama, is Taylor okay?" Travis asks anxiously when he sees his mom's caller ID on the screen.

"Yeah, Tay is fine, but I think she needs you to come home. Can you head back now?" Donna asks.

"Did something happen, Mama?" Donna can hear the sound of Travis running off the field.

"Nothing bad, Trav, but it's better for you to hear it from her," Donna says.

"Okay, I'm coming home now," Travis says, and Donna hears him quickly gathering his things and slamming his locker shut.

"Drive safe, honey," Donna says before ending the call.

When Donna returns to the bedroom, she finds Taylor sitting on the edge of the bed, clutching a test in her hands, her eyes fixed on it. Donna walks over, sits next to Taylor, and pulls her into a comforting hug. Taylor rests her head on Donna's shoulder.

"You're amazing, honey. You're doing so well. I'm so happy for you and so proud of you," Donna says, stroking Taylor's hair.

"Thank you so much for being here with me, Mama," Taylor murmurs, her eyes still on the test.

"How about you lie down and get some rest, honey? Travis is on his way home," Donna says, helping Taylor lie down on the bed. Taylor holds the test tightly, exhausted from the emotional rollercoaster. She tries to stay awake, hoping to surprise her husband, but soon drifts off, lost in thoughts of how to tell him.

"Tay... Baby... Mama?" Travis's voice calls out as he reaches the bedroom. "Tay, honey..." he says softly as he opens the door. Donna signals for him to be quiet, and Travis nods, tiptoeing over to Taylor's side of the bed. He bends down to kiss her on the forehead, not noticing the test she's holding close to her heart.

"Is she okay, Mama? You called me to come home," Travis whispers, his hand gently stroking her hair.

"Go wash your hands and freshen up before you touch her," Donna says, gently pushing his hand away from Taylor. "She needs to stay away from dust and germs from now on."

"Why? Is she sick or something?" Travis asks, puzzled, looking up at Donna.

Donna smiles at her son's confusion and points with her eyes to what Taylor is holding close to her heart. Travis follows her gaze, noticing the test in Taylor's hand. He carefully removes it to get a closer look.