Betty’s POV

My stomach was in knots. Knowing the baby's gender made me more nervous than I had anticipated. The room felt unusually quiet.

Soft lighting glowed from overhead panels while medical equipment hummed quietly along the walls. A large monitor sat beside the bed, ready to show the images. The air carried the clean scent of antiseptic and the faint trace of lavender from a diffuser in the corner. Everything looked prepared by the time we arrived.

Melissa Scottfield, ...