~~~Freya~~~

I couldn’t sit still.

My heart was pounding with a mix of anxiety, anger, and desperate hope as we waited in the hospital’s private consultation room. I was so eager to get the results, I needed to know the truth. Seeing Samantha’s face that day, how pale and nervous she got the moment I mentioned the test, only confirmed my suspicion. That woman definitely had something to do with this.

But I still hadn’t figured out who she was talking to that day. The figure in the black hoodie looked so familiar… but it couldn’t be who I was thinking. There was no way Samantha could be connected to...