Rebecca's pov
The soft click of the door as Nurse Hilda left echoed in the room, leaving behind a charged silence. I turned toward Dr. Jenna, whose pale face and trembling hands betrayed emotions she was trying hard to mask. For a brief moment, she sat frozen in her chair, staring at the desk as though trying to collect her scattered thoughts.
“What… what did she mean by all of that?” I asked carefully, my voice low.
Dr. Jenna flinched as if my words had jolted her back to reality. Her lips parted, but no words came out. She let out a shaky sigh and rubbed her temple, her fingers trembling. “I didn’t want to have this conversation. Not now. Not like this.”
My stomach churned at her words. I wasn’t sure what to expect, but the weight in her voice made it clear it wasn’t good.
“Does thi
