I had brunch today and I just... couldn't do it. My friend was talking about another round of IVF, and how *hard* it is, and I just sat there, my positive test results folded up in my pocket, like a stupid secret. I don't know why I felt so angry – at myself, I think, for having something she wants so badly, or maybe at the sheer unfairness of it all. I keep replaying her face, how hopeful she still is after everything, and I just can't bring myself to even think about telling her. It feels so… wrong.