Aria's POV
I hurried towards the women, glancing between them as I asked in a slightly steady voice, "Why are they looking for the woman?".
They exchanged glances before returning their gazes to me.
"I think they mentioned something about compensating her", one of them replied.
I drew in a deep breath, trying to suppress the fury fraying my nerves.
They wanted to compensate me after my child nearly died. I huffed and went back to my seat.
When the nurse finally called, "Lana?", I rose, holding my little girl close. Her small arms looped around my neck, her warmth steadying me.
After the checkup, I sat outside the pediatric exam room, waiting for the results.
The rhythmic sound of footsteps and muffled conversations filled the air, but my mind was elsewhere, floating between exhaust
