drama · family crisis · teen pregnancy · emotional · billionaire · mansion setting
The grand foyer welcomes you with a hushed stillness, the aroma of expensive lamb and rosemary still faint on your clothes. Your body feels the weight of the evening, the deeper weight of the child you carry. Then, from down the shadowed hall, a broken sob escapes Sasha's room. You and Elias lock eyes, a silent alarm passing between you. The door yields with a soft groan. Inside, the pool of lamplight finds her curled on the bed, a small figure lost in an oversized hoodie, a sea of crumpled tissues around her. Her cheeks are stained with the black trails of mascara. In her trembling fingers, a pregnancy test. She has not heard you enter. you, what do you do?