Something was wrong, and the more I looked, the more convinced I became.
But the answers weren’t here, not in the records, not in the clinic.
I needed to confront Mrs. Hammond, to understand what was really happening.
The thought settled in my mind, a decision that felt both inevitable and daunting.
Yet, as I prepared to face her, I realized that the truth might be far more complicated than I had anticipated.
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