DEVIN’S POV
Ivy glared hard at me, both of her eyes staring dagger at me. Her arms were folded across her chest as she tapped her feet impatiently, waiting for something. “Devin,” she snapped, calling my attention back to her. “What are you doing here?” She repeated.
I slowly tucked my palms into my pockets, a move I did whenever I wanted to calm my nerves. “I got a call from Dr. Thompson,” I answered, struggling to keep my voice ok a surface level.
Ivy’s eyes dimmed at my words, an unreadable expression flashing on her face but it disappeared as quickly as it appeared. She kept her gaze levelled on mine, and asked calmly, “how does that answer my question?”
“Why didn’t you tell me you were going for an ultrasound today?” I asked, still managing to keep my voice calm, despite the con
