She flinched every time he spoke. His grip on her shoulder was too tight, his eyes too controlling. I tried to shake the feeling, until I saw the ultrasound. My heart dropped. I excused myself, dialed 911, and returned as if nothing was wrong. Minutes later, the police stormed in. I expected them to take control, but instead, one officer froze, staring at the ultrasound. His hand went to his gun. “No one leaves this room,” he said sharply. That was just the beginning of a whirlwind of events…
Dr. Charlotte greeted Sarah and her father, Richard, with a practiced smile and calming voice. 'Hello, Sarah. How are you today?' she asked, keeping her tone gentle. Sarah gave a small nod, barely looking up. 'We're here for Sarah's check-up,' Richard interrupted, his voice firm. Charlotte sensed the impatience in his tone, but she continued warmly, 'Of course. We'll make sure she's well taken care of.' She noticed Sarah's unease but decided to address it later.