~Alistair's POV~
Incoming Call: Andrew.
I stared at the display, my breath hitching in the middle of my wreckage. For a moment, I didn't want to answer. I didn't want to speak to anyone. But the thought of being alone with my own thoughts was even more terrifying. I needed a distraction to keep from drowning in the image of that positive test result.
I swiped the screen with a trembling thumb.
"Hello?" I said quietly, my voice sounding like it belonged to a ghost.
"Alistair? Finally." Andrew's voice came through the line, warm and steady. "I've been trying to reach you, but you weren't picking up. I was starting to think you'd already regretted giving me your number."
"I… I was just busy, Andrew. I'm sorry," I managed, my voice heavy as I fought to keep the tears from spilling over.
A brief silence stretched on the other end of the line. Andrew wasn't a fool, he caught the tremor in my voice instantly.
