A nurse peeks in, her expression attentive, sensing the tension.
“Everything alright?” she asks, her voice a lifeline.
I nod, a small lie to buy us more time.
“Just a bit overwhelmed,” I manage, offering a smile that doesn’t reach my eyes.
She nods understandingly, closing the door quietly behind her.
The silence returns, thick and expectant.
We need to act, but the fear of what we might uncover is paralyzing.
Yet, beneath it all, there’s a thread of hope.
Hope that whatever comes next, we’ll face it together.
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