Arnav finally asked, his voice threaded with an almost boyish excitement. He leaned forward slightly, like a man desperate to clutch at every word that promised a future he was only just beginning to imagine.
“In short,” the female obstetrician replied warmly, “everything looks excellent. The baby in your wife’s womb is perfectly healthy.”
The words washed over the small examination room like a gentle blessing. Arnav exhaled, and for the first time in a long while, he felt an unshakable sense of peace settle into his chest.
Hearing the doctor’s words, Arnav felt a gentle warmth bloom in his chest. He glanced at Raellyn, whose face mirrored his own happiness. For the first time in days, he felt a quiet relief settle in. There was nothing pressing to worry about not when the doctor had as
