I stared down at the item in my hand with three emotions swirling in my head.
First, disbelief. This couldn't happen. It just couldn't. With everything going on, everyone I have lost, life wouldn't do this too me.
Second, confusion. Could fate honestly have this in store for me? No. It was impossible. Right?
Third, fear. I am only 18. I don't want to be a parent and Damon doesn't either. Damon and I can't be parents to a child we NEVER planned on having. Vampires aren't supposed to be able to procreate. What would Damon even say?
I couldn't help myself from crying at the item in my hands.
My tears began coming harder and harder until the stick reading positive in my hands was blurred from my vision.