She was late.
Two weeks late to be exact. Her period was due on the 14th of June, and it was now the 28th. Two weeks exactly.
This could be it, she thought to herself. This could be her chance. This could be her miracle baby. Ever since she was a young girl, this had been what she had always wanted.
Her dreams were crushed on her fifteenth birthday, when the doctors gave her some of the worst news she'd ever received; she most likely would not be able to have children. She had cried for days, the only things she could take comfort with being her boyfriend's arms and her best friend's reassuring words.
They had given her hope, telling