Amber
My hands wouldn’t stop trembling.
I clenched them into fists, pressing them against my lap to still them, but it didn’t help. The hospital waiting room felt too bright, too sterile. The steady hum of fluorescent lights buzzed in my ears, mixing with the faint murmur of distant conversations. The sharp scent of antiseptic burned my nose, making my stomach churn.
I shouldn’t be this nervous.
Beside me, Ichika sat with her usual calm presence, her warmth grounding me even as my anxiety spiraled. She noticed my fidgeting and reached for my hand, lacing her fingers through mine and giving a reassuring squeeze.
“You’re going to be okay,” she murmured. “Dr. Eden is a good friend of mine. He’s the best at what he does, and he’ll do everything he can for you.”
I nodded, swallowing the l
