Author’s POV
Emma sneaked out of the packhouse very early in the morning to do the test on her own.
Richard had left at dawn for an emergency border check, so it was the perfect opportunity. He had told her they would go to the hospital together when he came back, but she could not wait. Besides, she did not want him to be there—if it turned out negative, she could not bear the thought of seeing his disappointment mirror her own. So she decided to go alone.
She drove to the private clinic in the city—a human hospital where no one recognized the Luna. She booked a same-day blood draw under a false first name, her hands trembling as she filled out the forms in the quiet reception area. The nurse drew the vial with a gentle smile and promised results in two hours.
Emma sat in the waiting
