“Hold this.” She says handing me the test and starts tapping away on her phone.
I don’t look down at the test because I don’t know what I want the answer to be. In ways, I want Macy all to myself for a little while. I want to get drafted to the NFL before worrying about kids. But then on the other hand if she was pregnant I’d be okay with that too. Everything happens for a reason right?
“So,” Macy says taking the test from my hands. “I texted everyone.”
“Why?” I ask curious.
She glances down at the test in her hand again and then holds it close to me. “That’s why.”
I smile.
And just like that things change.
One moment changes everything forever.