I tore my attention from the cap on Richard's desk, reminding myself of why I’d come to the reception in the first place. My thoughts refocused as I swiped through my phone’s screen and picked up the call. This time, I was the first to break the silence.
"Hello?" I said, keeping my voice steady.
"Hello, good morning, Miss Lawrence," a warm but professional voice answered. It was Doctor Charles.
I hadn’t expected a call from him, so his voice was a pleasant surprise. Maybe he was checking in on me. My tone lightened in response. "Good morning, Doc. How are you doing?"
“Oh, I’m doing just fine,” he replied, a slight pause lingering before he added, "I hope you know why I’m calling?”
I blinked, letting his question settle in as my mind searched for clues. Then it clicked, I had a follow-
