Katya POV
3 Days Later
I sat in a small waiting area, the musty scent of antiseptic filling the air. The sound of hushed whispers and the soft buzz of fluorescent lights echoed in the small space. Uncertainty clouded my mind as I questioned my decision to be here. Emily, had persuaded me to see a doctor, even taking the day off to accompany me. With her by my side, I felt a bit more at ease, though the nerves still gnawed at me.
When my name was finally called, Emily asked if she should come in with me. I hesitated, but ultimately agreed. I couldn't bear the thought of facing this alone. My stomach churned, a constant reminder of the past few days when I struggled to keep any food down. The weight of my supernatural heritage hung heavy on my shoulders - the daughter of Death and the fat
