Enzos voice was a dark whisper , tinged with menance . "You disobeyd me baby", he murmured ,his eyes burning with intensity.
(It's time for punishment )
Elena's heart raced as she met his gaze, a mix of fear and arousal coursing through her veins "...
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"Elena, don’t worry. I’m right here. Just go inside and take the test," she encouraged, her tone soothing.
"I don’t know, Sophie," I replied, glancing at the small, white stick that could change everything. "What if it’s positive? I’m scared."
"I get it, but you need to find out. You can’t keep avoiding it. Just do it," she insisted, her patience unwavering.
With a shaky breath, I whispered, "What if I’m not ready?"
"Hey, you won’t be alone. I’m here for you no matter what," she reassured me, her voice firm yet kind.
I took another deep breath, trying to steady my racing heart. "Okay, okay... I’ll do it," I said, forcing my feet to move toward the bathroom. "But can you just wait here? I need to hear your voice."
"Of course," she said, her warmth wrapping around me like a safety net. "I’ll be right outside. You got this."
With a nod, I stepped inside, closing the door behind me.
I placed the pregnancy test on the counter and stared at it, my heart racing as I waited for the results. What am I feeling right now? I looked into the mirror, trying to catch a glimpse of the woman I thought I knew. I felt a mix of confusion and uncertainty wash over me.
Do I want this? I asked myself, gripping the edge of the sink. It’s not that I didn’t want a child; it was just that I wasn’t ready for it. My mind drifted back to earlier that morning when Sophie came to pick me. We had spent the morning together, sifting through clothes as I tried to decide what to wear, but all I could feel was this weight of emotion pressing down on me.
“Why are you being so moody? Is everything okay?” Sophie had asked, concern etched on her face as she watched me tear up.
“I’m fine, it's just my emotions are at its high these days. ” I replied, though the tears kept spilling. I guess I’m feeling emotional. I didn’t want to admit it, but I craved attention, a comfort that I wasn’t sure how to articulate.
That’s when she suggested the pregnancy test, a light-hearted suggestion that soon turned serious as my mind whirled with possibilities. And now, here I was, standing in this bathroom, the test silently mocking me from the counter.
I glanced down at it, my heart pounding in my chest. Positive. Stunned, I took a step back, trying to process what I was seeing. It was surreal. A rush of emotions washed over me—happiness, fear, excitement—but nothing felt truly sad or disheartening. In fact, I felt a flicker of joy sparking inside me.
“Elena, are you okay? Did you take the test?” Sophie’s voice cut through my thoughts, bringing me back to reality.
I took a deep breath, the weight of the moment pressing down on me as I opened the door. Sophie stood there, her eyes wide with concern and curiosity. I held up the test, and her face lit up with a mixture of surprise and joy.
