Sealing Fates

It had been two weeks. Two full weeks. The gnawing in her stomach would not cease. Pacing the floor, Achindra wrung her hands together as she waited. She’d already waited two weeks. She’d waited as she started to feel sick. She’d waited, willing this away. She did not want it to be true. She knew something like this would be his undoing. She could not tell him if it was true, and not just a fluke. Still she paced. Looking up at the clock frequently, she bit into her lip. She did not like this waiting. She thought about how she was usually a patient person. She tried to distract herself by thinking of something else. But she couldn’t focus on anything else. She listened to the clicking of her heels as she passed between the rug and the tile, and back again. She rubbed her forehead, and hoped a headache would not start due to all of this worry. She would not be on her best game if she had one. Two weeks, she’d been thinking about what to say. She had been thinking about if she would tell him. She had been thinking about what would happen if she did tell him. She even thought about what she would do if she didn’t tell him. She looked at the clock again. 30 seconds. Thirty seconds wouldn’t make a difference, but still. So she walked slowly back to the bathroom. She walked back to where the test lie. She walked back to see the two pink lines that sealed her fate. Now all she had to do was keep it to herself of seal someone seal Xereaux’s fate to fall as well.