Emilia stared at the medical file spread across the desk. Something was wrong.
She had gone through Neriah’s records once already, but this time she forced herself to slow down.
She checked the dates again, then the examination notes, then the estimated gestational age that had been recorded during the time she'd left Ashbourne.
Her brows slowly drew together.
“No.”
Miri leaned over her shoulder. “What?”
Emilia tapped the page.
“This date.”
Miri looked down. Emilia picked up another record and placed it beside the first.
“This examination was done six months ago. According to this, she was already showing symptoms consistent with early pregnancy.”
“And?”
Emilia reached for another page.
“And this was done 4 months later.”
She placed it down. Miri scanned the note. Emilia's ey
