The sterile, cool air of the doctor's office felt oddly calming as Jianne walked in, joining me without a second thought despite her busy schedule. Her presence was a warm comfort I hadn't realized I needed until this moment. Having her beside me made me feel less alone, less afraid of what lay ahead.
The ultrasound machine beeped softly, and the screen displayed a tiny flickering light—the heartbeat of my baby. My baby. I felt an indescribable wave of emotions surge through me. Joy. Relief. Love.
Jianne gripped my hand tightly, her excitement mirroring my own. The doctor smiled, pointing to the screen.
“As you can see, the heartbeat is strong. The fluid levels are healthy, and everything looks perfectly normal.”
“Thank you, doctor. Thank you so much,” I said, my voice cracki
