The weight of the doctor’s words lingered in the air, heavy and undeniable. Triplets. Three babies. Danielle’s mind was still racing, a whirlwind of thoughts she couldn’t quite pin down. Seth’s hand was warm in hers, but even that felt distant now, as if she were floating just outside her body.
She barely registered the doctor turning back to the screen, clicking a few buttons, adjusting the angle. The silence stretched, thick and uncomfortable.
Seth leaned in slightly, his voice low. “Is everything okay?”
The doctor’s expression remained unreadable, his brow furrowed as he studied the screen. He shifted in his seat, tapping a few more keys on the keyboard. Danielle’s chest tightened. Was something wrong?
Then, finally, he spoke, though his tone was different this time. Less certain. “
