Emma POV

"Emma..."

Dr. Williams' voice was gentle.

Gentle enough to make my heart pound even harder.

She closed the file in front of her and folded both hands over it. For a few seconds, she simply looked at me. There was kindness in her eyes, but there was also caution.

I suddenly wished she would just say whatever she had to say.

The waiting was unbearable.

"Emma," she repeated softly, "the tests have given us an answer."

My fingers tightened around the arm of the chair.

I could hear ...