Mark blocked me. “Do you have to humiliate her like this? Even if she is pregnant, it’s none of your business. What right do you have to force her to take a test?”
None of my business, huh?
The more he tried to stop me, the more convinced I was that there was something he and Carrie hid.
I grabbed the fruit knife from the table and said calmly," If she doesn't want to do the test, it's okay. I'll just get rid of the baby myself."
Mark's eyes turned bloodshot from the piercing calmness of my gaze. But then he relented.
Immediately, Carrie's eyes reddened and she vowed through her tears, "I'm not pregnant. Aren't you and Mark trying to have a baby? Keep these for yourself. Why are you wasting them on me?"
I completely ignored her vows.
Then she gave Mark a resentful pleading look, but seeing my dagger-like glare, he finally relented.
“Test her! Once the results are in, we'll decide for you!”
His solemn promise, paired with his eyes brimming with resignation and disappointment, made it seem like I was the one losing my mind.
When the fifth pregnancy test also came back negative, I began to doubt myself.
Could it be I was wrong? Is she not really pregnant?