The entire day unfolded beneath a cloud of anxiety as I desperately sought to distract myself from the gnawing worry about Asher. It felt as if time was dragging, each tick of the clock a reminder of my unease. I devised various plans to occupy my mind, hoping to stave off the relentless thoughts that threatened to consume me.
I strapped Owen into his stroller, a comforting routine that provided a semblance of normalcy, and set off towards the hospital. The sterile scent of antiseptic filled the air as I navigated through the brightly lit corridors, my eyes scanning for familiar faces among patients and staff. I took a moment to chat with the nurses, but I avoided Iris. Her cold demeanor stung more than her absence, yet I chose to place my attention elsewhere, unwilling to let it deepen m
