Braelyn's POV
The scan was arranged so quickly it almost felt unreal. This hospital was owned by the Voss family so it wasn't too surprising. One moment I was still trying to process everything, and the next I was lying on the bed with machines around me while nurses moved with quiet urgency.
My fingers stayed wrapped around Lucien's hand the entire time. I did not even realise how tightly I was holding on until he shifted slightly and tightened his grip in return, like he understood without me needing to say a word.
Francesca stood close by, I was glad she stayed. Her presence gave me a weird sense of comfort. Kyle was the one in charge. Honestly this was a job beneath his expertise but I was Braelyn Voss. He could not afford any mistakes.
The cold gel touched my stomach and I flinched a little, my body already too sensitive. The cold sensation rang through my spine.
