The silence in the room was heavy, punctuated only by the faint tick of the clock on Tyler's nightstand. It felt like an eternity since Trillian had disappeared into the bathroom, the blue plastic of the pregnancy test tucked into her hand like a bad omen.
He ran a hand through his hair for the hundredth time, the gesture accomplishing nothing more than mussing up the already chaotic mess.
"Come on," he muttered to himself, his voice barely a whisper. "Come on."
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