Chapter 8 Tell Him

• Amanda
• I sat in the corner of the small, quiet café, my hands wrapped around a steaming cup of coffee. The scent of roasted beans filled the air, but I barely noticed. My mind was elsewhere, burdened by the weight of the secret I had carried for weeks. Across from me, Summer stirred her tea absentmindedly, waiting patiently for me to speak.
• Taking a deep breath, I finally met my friend’s gaze. “I’m 7 weeks pregnant.”