Allison managed a small laugh. “I promise.”

“Good. See you soon, okay?”

“Okay,” she whispered, feeling a glimmer of hope amidst the chaos.

Seconds later, Allison’s phone pinged with a barrage of messages. Curious, she clicked on the notification, only to be confronted by the group chat she shared with her brothers.

Johnathan

Guess what, guys.

You won’t believe what our little sister just did.

No, no, no. Please don’t.

Leopold

What’s going on?

Frederick

Don’t you have work to do, John?

Johnathan

You won’t be working for much longer, dude.

Allison felt a wave of panic as she tried to intervene, knowing her attempts were as futile as stopping a runaway train. But fear kept her silent.

Allison: John, please don’t.

It was too late.

Johnathan

Allison is pregnant.

Allison’s heart sank. This was not how she had wanted to share the news. She could almost hear her brothers’ minds racing, each trying to process the shocking revelation.

Leopold

Wait, are you serious? You’re joking, right?

Frederick

This can’t be happening.

Johnathan

Oh, it’s happening.

Allison imagined their collective gasps echoing in her ears. She typed quickly, desperate to calm the chaos.

Allison

Seriously, John? Couldn’t you at least give me a moment to break the news myself?

Johnathan