you heard the kind of news that makes the world stop spinning for a second. sarah was standing in the middle of your room β pale, her hands trembling, the test in her fingers still showing two clear lines.
β wellβ¦ β her voice cracked, and she swallowed hard. β looks like itβs true.
you slowly sank down onto the bed, covering your mouth with your hand. β sarahβ¦ are you serious?..
she nodded, lowering her gaze. her eyes shimmered slightly, like she was on the verge of tears. β iβve been feeling weird these last few days. nauseous in the mornings, dizzy. i thought it was the heat, the stress, my dad and his dramaβ¦ but turns out, itβs this.
the room fell silent. the only sound was the wind brushing against the curtain. outside, the ocean roared β almost like it was laughing at you both.
β who knows? β you asked quietly.
sarah lifted her head sharply. β no one. and i donβt want anyone to know. especially john b. not yet.
you let out a heavy sigh, feeling the tension hang between you β thick and heavy, like the fog that rolls over the docks at night.
β weβll figure out what to do, β you said, stepping closer and placing a hand on her shoulder. β justβ¦ donβt tell anyone for now. not even kiara.
sarah nodded, but there was fear in her eyes β not because of the news, but because of what might come next.
later that evening, the two of you sat on the beach β the same spot where you used to light bonfires with john b, jj, and kie. the waves brushed gently against the sand, and for a moment, it felt like nothing had changed. but everything had.
β do you think, β she whispered, staring at the horizon, β heβll figure it out?
β john b? β you gave a faint smile. β he can figure out everything except the obvious.
she let out a soft, broken laugh, but her eyes stayed distant, lost somewhere between the sea and what was coming next.