VIVIAN
The loud murmur of voices from outside my room stirred me awake.
Rubbing my eyes, I strained to make sense of the conversation echoing through the walls.
The voices were familiar… my foster parents. Unease gripped me as I threw off the covers, my heart suddenly racing.
Why were they here so early? And why did it sound like something serious was going on?
Taking a deep breath, I stepped toward the door, cracking it open slowly.
Mrs. Anderson’s voice greeted me first. “Oh, you’re awake. Good morning,” she said casually, holding a cup of coffee.
Standing beside her was Dr. Lewis. The second family doctor. The one who had done my pregnancy test.
The moment I saw him, my breath caught in my throat. Shock rippled through me, freezing me in place.
What was he doing here? And why
