Chapter 31

Selena’s POV

For days, I wandered through life like a zombie, treading on eggshells, my nerves constantly on edge. Fear gripped me as I hesitated to open the last drawers of my vanity, unsure of what I might find. I remained oblivious to Jake's subtle expressions over the past few days, and though he observed, he remained silent.

The inauguration event would start soon, and here I am seated in front of my mirror. My reflection seemed distant, my hands trembling. I declined Jake's suggestion of having someone else do my makeup, insisting that I could handle it myself.

Hours passed, and I remained immobilized in my room, unable to lift even an eyeliner to my face. Emotions churned within me. I finally mustered the courage to open the drawer, my left hand trembling as I did. There it was, exactly where Hillary had placed it, and I stared at the pregnancy test kit.

Conflicted thoughts raced through my mind. What should I do? How would Jake react? His family… I shook my head, using my leg