Stephanie's heart churned in her stomach, a mix of anxiety and anticipation. There wasn't a queue, but Arsalan needed to secure a hospital card for her using the fake ID he had crafted.
"Let's head in," her partner said, returning swiftly and guiding her towards the doctor's office. The doctor, a man with over thirty years of experience, greeted them. He wasn't one to smile much, but his voice had a calming effect that eased Stephanie's nerves.
"Your husband explained that you're not from around here. As you can see, the antenatal unit is closed for the night, but we've made special arrangements for you," the doctor shared. He detailed the forthcoming tests to ensure the safety of both mother and child.
The needles and swabs made Stephanie slightly queasy, but her unease heightened whe
