Jessica's heart thumped against her ribcage so violently she feared it might crack open, her palms trembled slightly as she stood in the elevator and after what felt like it dinged its arrival to the last floor.
She stepped out the elevator and dragged her tired body towards the exit. Every step she took echoed with the weight of the unknown—the truth she had just set in motion, and the consequences it might unravel.
She wasn't sure what scared her more: the results of the test… or what it might mean for Davis. Or the effect on thejr relationship
The mere thought of him… of the life he had carefully reconstructed from his broken pieces being torn apart again because of her inquisitiveness and curiousity left a hollow ache in her chest.
But no matter how much her heart quaked, this truth had to be known, it had to be revealed. It was better to face this storm than let him walk blindfolded into a future built on shadows. He deserved light, even if it burned.
