Evan Lee —POV
The doctor's office is too quiet. I lower my gaze to the linoleum floor. I really, really don't want to be here.
Rion sits beside me, solid and warm.
His hand swallows mine, thumb tracing pointless, soothing circles on my skin. I try to pull away. He doesn't let me. Of course he doesn't.
Dr. Jack looks up, takes off his glasses. His smile is meant to be kind. "Everything is perfectly normal. The baby is growing exactly as they should. No concerns."
Rion squeezes my hand gently. I stop struggling. Relief warms me briefly, though my cheeks are already hot.
Dr. Jack picks up his pen. "I'm going to suggest some new prenatal vitamins and supplements. Your next routine checkup is next month, but it's better to start these now." He glances at me, his smile kind. "They'll help with some of the common… ancillary symptoms. Mood stabilization. Better digestion."
My cheeks flame. I look down, muttering, "I don't have those kinds of problems."
