“Katie,” Tyler announced, wrapping an arm around Gwen, “we’ve got incredible news.”
Gwen grinned and held up a pregnancy test. “I’m pregnant!”
“Oh,” I said, genuinely taken aback. “Congratulations.”
“And,” Gwen added, that smug smile I’d grown to loathe creeping across her face, “I guess that means we won’t be moving out anytime soon.”
My grip tightened on the plate in my hands.
“Actually, I’ve been meaning to talk to you both,” I said carefully. “I think it’s time you started looking for your own place. This wasn’t something I agreed to—”
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