Selina's POV
I have my first real check-up today.
Alone.
I can handle this. Right?
I take a deep breath and push through the clinic doors. The scent of antiseptic and lavender air fresheners fills my nose as I check in at the front desk.
“Selina Everhart?” the nurse calls, offering me a warm smile.
“That’s me.” I stand, my hand at my stomach. It’s still flat, but I know my baby is there. I know it because I feel different. Because I wake up every day thinking about something bigger than myself.
“This way, please.”
I follow her into the small exam room. The walls are painted soft blue, probably meant to be calming, but nothing can settle the nerves dancing under my skin.
The doctor walks in moments later, a woman with kind eyes and short-cropped silver hair. “Selina, it’s good to s
