I was sitting in my hospital room when he entered, carrying a thick folder.
“Mrs. Margaret, we have the final results.”
My heart was beating so fast I could barely breathe.
“Am I really expecting a baby?”
The doctor paused.
“Your initial examination led to a misunderstanding. The pregnancy has not been confirmed.”
I didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.
“Then what is inside my belly?”
The doctor explained that they had discovered a large mass that was responsible for the changes in my abdomen and the sensations that felt like movement.
It required treatment, and the specialists had already developed a medical plan.
I burst into tears.
But the story didn’t end there.
Daniel showed the doctor Robert’s letter.
And the doctor noticed an address written on the back.
It was the address of an old medical archive.
A few days later, Daniel went there.
