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After Sarah left to go home I called my doctor to schedule an ultrasound. I was scheduled for tomorrow at eight AM. I don't know what to do. I have to tell everybody. I have to quit working as a dancer when I get too big.

I'm eating for two now, so I should probably eat. I made myself a plate of pasta and sat on the couch. Just staring at the wall and slowly shoveling pasta into my mouth. When I finished eating, I picked up my phone. I opened up my contact list, hovering over one in specific...

Ryan❤

Should I tell him? Would he break up with me? No, he's not that type of person. I hit the tiny phone icon next to his contact name and waited for him to pick up.

"Hello?" He sounded tired. He was probably sleep deprived.

"Ryan? I need to talk to you."

"Y/n? Are you okay?"

"Yeah, just... Can you come over?"

"Yeah, yeah. I'll be there soon."

He hung up. How should I tell him? Just be like

'Hi, yeah, I'm pregnant. No big deal.'

God, I hate this.

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