(Landon)
I held Micah in my arms as I walked toward Dr. Carlyle's office, trying to keep my nerves in check.
The whole time, I’d kept glancing at him, wondering if I was doing enough, worrying about what Dr. Carlyle might say.
Micah was still unconscious, his face pale, and I hated seeing him like this. He should be glowing with excitement, not worn down with worry.
When we reached the waiting room, I wrapped my arm around him, giving him as much comfort as I could.
Moments later, Dr. Carlyle stepped into the room with a warm smile.
He gestured for us to follow him into the exam room, and I lay Micah on the exam table, brushing a kiss over his forehead.
“Alright, let’s take a look at Micah and the baby,” Dr. Carlyle said, his voice calm and reassuring as he began the exam.
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