Home Pregnancy Test

‘She’s my woman. That’s the hell that’s going on.’ ‘Uncle Kieran?’ Tristan’s voice went up an octave. ‘Mm-hmm. I’ll talk to you later.’ He hung up. Then he pressed the side button to switch off my phone. Two seconds later, his phone started to ring. He took it out, but instead of answering it, he flung it out the open window. We were driving along the Silk River. His phone did not even make a splash as it landed in the frozen river. His sphinx-like expression made me uneasy. Once again, tense silence reigned over the interior of the Audi R8. I tilted my head and looked out the window. My mind was whirling. Kieran was unwavering in his rejection when I begged him to call off the wedding three days ago. He said he had to marry Rainey. But he left his bride at the altar today. What changed? I compared now and then. The only variable was the news of my pregnancy. What would he do if he found out I wasn’t pregnant? Would he go back to Rainey? The more I thought about it, the more I was fill