Already erased my children from their future.
Noah and Emma hadn’t received a birthday card in over a year.
But Vanessa’s unborn baby had become royalty.
The nurse finally appeared.
“Ms. Monroe?”
Vanessa stood immediately.
The entire family followed.
The ultrasound room was dimly lit.
The monitor flickered to life.
Then another few.
The room slowly grew quiet.
Vanessa’s confidence began slipping.
“Doctor?”
No answer.
He continued examining measurements.
Reviewing charts.
Double-checking numbers.
Finally, he removed his gloves.
“There appears to be a discrepancy.”
