EDEN'S POV
The form remains in Janice's hands long after Dr. Brooks walks away, and something about the way she's staring at that piece of paper makes my chest tighten because it's just a medical form asking for family history, yet she looks like she's holding something capable of destroying her entire life.
Neither of us says anything at first.
We don't need to.
The silence between us feels heavier than any conversation because the missing father isn't some distant question anymore, it's a problem sitting inside a hospital file waiting for answers.
Janice eventually lowers the form and excuses herself, but I notice the way her hands tremble slightly and the way she avoids looking directly at me, and once I see the fear in her eyes, I can't stop seeing it.
For weeks I've suspected so
