VENUS'S POV
Trips to the doctor's office usually made me feel extremely uneasy but this one particularly filled my heart with fear. My anxiety was at its very peak and the glum look on the doctor's face wasn't helping at all.
“Have a seat, Mrms. Venus m.” he called out gently, motioning to the chair in front of me as he balanced into his. With wobbly feet, I made my way to the seat and almost collapsed into it. I felt drained to the core and nausea was rising up to my throat.
Just a few minutes ago, the doctor had walked into my room—in the hospital—and announced the news of the donor. My joy had known no bounds, my mother was going to finally get the liver transplant. But with the way he had approached me at my mum's room on his own, without sending a nurse or anyone else, I was scared
