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I pray for only one line. I pray to a God I don't believe in, after all, if He were real, He wouldn't have let it happen. I pray for one line so that maybe my life can still be normal. Nobody has to know what happened. Although... even if there is only one line, my life will never be normal again. I'll be different forever.

I close my eyes gently and grab the test. Slowly, I pick up the pregnancy test, afraid of what it is going to tell me; dreading the answer. A quick glance and I throw the test at the counter angrily. Two lines. Positive.

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