E.S Clinic, Examination room.
The room was quiet, and smelled strictly sterile. Sunlight slanted through a half-closed blind, striping the polished floor.
Celine looked stylish but pale as she sat on the edge of a padded examination table, her fingers twisting the strap of her handbag.
Dr. Yolanda Sharif, a woman with a kind face, re-entered with a thin file. She offered a gentle smile that made Celine's stomach tighten.
"Your results are back, Miss Roberts."
Celine nodded, unable to speak as Dr. Sharif opened the file. She tried not to let her anxiety show all over her face but she couldn't keep her fingers from tightening even more around the strap of her purse.
Rushing to the hospital today was her wanting to confirm what she found out yesterday...
DR. Sharif continued, "The blood test confirms it.You're pregnant. Based on your last cycle, I'd estimate you're about three to four weeks along."
