This HAD NOT been the plan. He wasn’t supposed to find out.
            Not    until     she    had      t  i  m  e      to    figure     this     out.

                                 God, she needed more time.

            But nothing could be done now. He was holding that little stick
            with the distinct pink cross staring him in the face,  and he was
            wanting  answers.  She felt her stomach drop,   followed  by  a
            wave of nerves and nausea. 

    “I–I don’t know for sure yet,”
                                               { Stop shaking, Addison. Ignore the signal that’s
                                                            screaming ‘run for the toilet’… !! }
    “I just… well, I just found out—-” 

           She swallowed hard, closing her eyes in dreadful shame. 

    “—-I’m late.”