Page 11 of Heartbreak Hero

“No worries. I’m glad for the company. Plus, we can save money on ride share,” Mandy said, leading her up the stairs.

Leaving her apartment had been a split-second decision, but her lease was up, and rather than find another place to live immediately, Sara wanted to take her time. Mandy had a spare room, so this was perfect.

“I’ve just been using this room for storage, so it’s a bit messy. Tomorrow, I’ll take the stuff down to the garage,” Mandy said, opening one of the doors in the upper hallway.

Sara poked her head inside. Boxes were stacked window high and dust littered the dresser, but it was big, had its own bathroom, and there was a queen bed and a closet. In the far end were sliding glass doors that led to a small balcony.

“This is perfect. It’s all I need and I will help with the rent.”

“Don’t worry about that, John takes care of the rent.” Mandy waved her hands as she spoke about her kids’ dad. They had never married, but John took full responsibility for his three-year-old daughter and five-year-old son.

“You don’t smoke, you seldom drink, and I don’t think you’ll be bringing random men home.” Mandy slapped her hands over her mouth to stifle her giggle.

“Thanks,” Sara shook her head and gave her friend a rueful smile.

“So, did the Plan B work?” Mandy asked.

Sara stared at her friend. “I didn’t take it.”

“What do you mean?”

“I just couldn’t do it.”

“Did you have your period?”

Sara shook her head.

“Oh, honey.” Mandy hugged her tightly. “When were you supposed to start?”

Sara thought back. “I should’ve started last week, I think.” Sara pushed her suitcases into the corner and perched on the bed.

“What are you going to do?” Mandy sat beside her.

“I don’t know. I spotted a bit a few weeks ago, so it could be nothing.” Sara shrugged.

“I have a test kit under the sink. I’ll get it for you.”

On the one hand, she wanted to know if she was, but on the other, she didn’t want to know. Fear was paralyzing her and she had no idea of how to get out of the crossroads she found herself at.Damned if I do and damned if I don’t.

But one thing she had come to terms with over the past few weeks was that a child was a blessing and if she were pregnant, she just couldn’t bring herself to end its innocent life.

“I just…can’t be pregnant,” Sara said with a sigh.

“What’s prego-nut?” Tyler asked from the doorway.

Sara burst into laughter and planted one hand over her face.

“It’s none of your business, young man, now wash up for dinner,” Mandy said. Jumping up with a laugh, she ushered her five-year-old son out the door.

Sara pressed her hands to her stomach.

No way.

No freaking way.

She was a failure at taking care of herself, how in the world could she take care of a child?

Your family could help.Sara shut that pesky voice down really quick. There was no way she was asking her family for help. Their money always came with conditions.

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