Lila had been feeling uneasy for weeks. Her stomach was bloated, and she had a constant feeling of nausea. She finally decided to visit the doctor. After a few tests, the doctor asked her to get an ultrasound. Lila's heart raced as she watched the screen while the technician performed the scan. Suddenly, the technician's expression changed, and she called for the doctor.
Lila’s heart pounded in her chest while she waited for the technician to return. She feared for her health and wondered what could be so wrong that she had to get a doctor. Lila waited anxiously, feeling a sense of dread creeping over her. She tried to distract herself by looking around the room.
Finally, the technician returned with the doctor. She showed him the screen while turning it away from Lila. The doctor looked serious, and after looking at the screen for a while, he simply nodded at the technician, who hurriedly left the room. Lila frowned. What the heck was going on?
Lila wiped the leftover gel off her stomach and sat up straight. She got dressed and wanted to walk out of the room, but the doctor stopped her. “I’m sorry, Lila, but you can’t leave. We’ve called the police….”
But why was Lila in so much pain? Why was the doctor so secretive? And why did they call the police?
Lila (17) had been feeling uneasy for weeks. Her stomach was bloated, and she had a constant feeling of nausea. She desperately tried to ignore it at first, thinking it was just a stomach bug, but when the symptoms persisted, she started to worry that something was seriously wrong with her.