The elevator doors slide open, revealing a luxurious waiting room. I shift uncomfortably, already feeling out of place here.

The blonde woman places a hand on my shoulder, motioning for me to follow her. She chats animatedly with another woman—just as cheerful as the one who greeted us downstairs. I hesitate awkwardly, unsure of what to do, until one of them asks me to take a seat while the doctor finishes with her current patient.

“I’ll wait here for you,” the blonde tells me once the ...