“Thank you so much for squeezing me in so fast,” I said again, my voice filled with a mix of gratitude and nerves, as Dr. Jennifer Koln gently closed the door behind me.
“You sounded urgent on the phone, Cora, so of course,” she replied kindly, offering me one of her reassuring smiles as she settled into her usual spot behind the desk. Her tone was calm, but I could tell she was already trying to piece together what might be going on. “I’m assuming this is about the IUD?”
Since yesterday, everything had spiraled. I'd thrown up into the trash can not once, but multiple times, and I’d been too mortified to let Kian check on me, even though he’d knocked on the bathroom door and called my name more than once. After managing to get him to leave me alone, I did the unthinkable. I walked to the
