Chapter 67 I Trust You're Well
- The next morning, I sit in the same white office where I learnt of my miscarriage a few days ago, the hum of fluorescent lights grating on my nerves. My foot taps against the floor as I wait for Dr. Patel to speak.
- “You’ve never been on birth control?” she asks, her voice professional but probing.
- “No.” I keep my voice clear, though my insides twist into knots.