#Chapter 96 Checkup Chat

Mira My patient was waiting for me when I arrived at the hospital. She had arrived early, and was waiting patiently with her eyes closed when I found her in the waiting room. “Good morning, Tessa,” I said, a little louder than I needed to. I was expecting an attitude, so I came on my own. “Doctor, good morning,” Tessa said in an even tone. Her voice sounded immediately different, and I noticed she was just speaking slowly and directly. “How are you?” I stared at her, but kept up my professionalism. “I’m well, thank you,” I said nodding, “but more importantly, how are you?” She was about halfway along, and I noted the shape of her belly still looked normal. “I’m feeling good, calm,” she said, her speech almost meditative, “I’m finally really aware that I am creating life inside me. And with all that’s happened, all my mistakes, it feels like an opportunity for a new life of my own as well.” I was stunned. It wasn’t long ago that Tessa was still trying to blame everyo