No Strings Attached

The sudden pang in her chest made her gasp as the realization hit her. Frantically, she flipped through the calendar to last month's page.

There, on November 13th, encircled in red pen, was a mark of significance. Her periods had always been irregular, slipping her mind more often than not. Eventually, she started the habit of making a note on her calendar - a practice she maintained throughout the years.

A startling thought struck Clara like a lightning bolt. Her mind raced with the ferocity of a tempest.

She was twenty days late, which had never happened before. She always ran early, never late.

She recalled the nausea that had overwhelmed her just moments ago, her legs gave way, and she slumped onto the couch.

Right then, her phone buzzed with an incoming call from Sasha. Clara fumbled to answer, her voice still trembling with disbelief, "Hey."

"Clara, don't be so down. Grandpa Reed would want you to find peace,

Clara responded. "Sasha, can you do me a solid? Swing by the pharmacy at the hospital and grab a pregnancy test for me." Clara tried to steady her voice. She knew her body better than anyone else and didn't want to cause a stir

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I'm not sure yet. It's just a late period. Please, just get the

on it. Just hang tight," Sasha said before hanging up and rushing to ask for a leave from the director. "I'm feeling a bit under the weather. Could

director furrowed his brow, slightly inconvenienced. "Can't you push through? We're only a few shots away from

put on a pained expression. "I

I'll shoot someone else's part first. You go and take care of

him, hurried off, and made her way to the hospital pharmacy, donning a mask and hat to stay incognito. "Hey there, I need a pregnancy test-the most accurate one you've got." The pharmacist handed