Two Red Lines

POV: Maddie.

I stared down at the cheap plastic stick resting in my trembling palm. Two red lines. Two unforgiving, bright red lines glaring back at me through the tiny display window. I clamped my eyes shut, praying to a god I did not believe in, begging for this to be a hallucination. I opened them again. The lines stayed. My chest tightened until the air refused to enter my lungs. Panic clawed