—Mabel—

'Potomac Heights Hospital.

Time: 11 am.'

My heart pounded as I skimmed through Ruth's text message. For the life of me, I couldn't place where all the anxiety was coming from!

I slid the phone in my bag and tried to enjoy the rest of the ride to the aforementioned hospital.

Across the window, a pregnant woman paused by a fruit stand. She rubbed her stomach and whispered something to her partner that got him laughing.

Then it hit me why this whole thing had me so anxious.

A small ...