Enobaria POV
I stand in the bathroom, leaning over the sink. I stare at the test in front of me. Positive. The test came out positive and it had a little pink plus sign to prove it. Now, of all the times it could have come out positive, it had to be now. At this moment. A tear streaks my cheek, making me feel even guiltier for letting something like this happen.
"Baria," Brutus calls from the other side of the bathroom door. "Are you alright? You've been in there for a long time."
I'm not alright. I don't know what to do with the baby. I wipe off my tears and gather my voice. "I'm fine. You can start going without me, I'll be there soon."
"Alright," he says, leaving the sound of his footsteps behind him.
I won't tell him, I can't tell him. Not now. After the reaping I'll tell him. If I tell him before and I'm chosen, he'll volunteer to protect me and that would end up in both of us going back into the arena. I don't want him to die trying to protect me. Better one of us going instead of us both.
I can't be reaped. Not this year. Not this time.
