The air in Timi’s car was thick with the scent of pine air freshener and the unspoken weight of my secret. I watched the city blur into a smudge of grey and muted greens, feeling as though I were watching a movie of someone else’s life. My hands were cold, despite the heater humming softly near my feet.

“We’re here,” Timi said quietly.

I looked up. The clinic was a non-descript brick building tucked away from the main road. It looked ordinary—clinical and quiet—yet to me, it ...