تسجيل الدخولBy the time I stepped into the hospital, the familiarity of the place hit me almost immediately. The scent, the quiet movement of people, the distant sounds of machines and voices blending into the background—it should have made me uneasy.But it didn’t.Not the way it did before.I walked toward the reception, gave my name, and confirmed the appointment without overthinking it. The words came out steady, like I had already accepted that this was part of my reality now.“Take a seat. You’ll be called shortly,” the nurse said with a polite smile.I nodded and turned away, scanning the waiting area before choosing a seat by the side, somewhere quiet enough to think but not isolated enough to feel alone.That balance again.I sat down slowly, resting my hands in my lap for a moment before one of them moved instinctively, settling over my stomach. It was becoming automatic now, something I didn’t even question anymore.Time passed.I wasn’t sure how long.Long enough for my thoughts to st
The next morning felt unfamiliar in a way I couldn’t immediately explain. It wasn’t that anything around me had changed, the room looked the same, the air felt the same, and yet something inside me had shifted just enough to make everything feel slightly out of place. I woke up earlier than usual, not because I had somewhere to be, but because my mind refused to stay quiet.For a few seconds, I just lay there, staring at the ceiling, letting the stillness settle around me before the memories of yesterday came rushing back. The hospital. The scan. The quiet ride home. The conversations. The decisions that weren’t really decisions yet but were slowly becoming unavoidable.My hand moved instinctively, resting over my stomach again. It was happening more often now, less like a reaction and more like something natural. I didn’t question it this time.I exhaled slowly and sat up, pushing the covers off me as I tried to steady my thoughts. One step, I reminded myself. That was all I needed t
Lina’s POV The ride back from the hospital was quiet. Not the kind of silence that felt awkward or forced, but the kind that settled naturally when everyone had too much on their mind to speak. The kind where words would only complicate things instead of helping. I sat by the window, watching the city move past us in a blur of motion and noise, but I wasn’t really seeing any of it. All I could see… Was that screen. That small, moving shape. My fingers tightened slightly in my lap before I realized it, and slowly, almost unconsciously, my hand moved again, resting over my stomach. This time, it didn’t feel strange. It felt… intentional. I didn’t look at anyone in the car. Not Clara, who sat beside me, trying to be very quiet. Not Maya, who hadn’t said a single word since we left the hospital. And definitely not Daniel. But I was aware of all of them. Every second. The car slowed to a stop, and it took me a second to realize we were back. Clara touched my
Lina’s POV By the time I came downstairs, Maya was already sitting in the living room, her laptop open, her attention fixed on the screen like she hadn’t moved since the last time I saw her. Clara was beside her, quieter, just watching without interrupting. Daniel stood by the window, his back partially turned, definitely looked like he had been thinking too much.They all looked up the moment I entered.That alone told me something.They were waiting.“I want to go back,” I said.Clara frowned slightly. “Back where?”“The hospital,” I replied. “Or another one. I don’t care. I just need… a proper explanation. Not guesses. Not assumptions. Everything.”Maya closed her laptop slowly, like she had been expecting that answer.“Good,” she said simply.Daniel turned fully now, studying my face carefully.“You’re sure?” he asked.I nodded.“Yes.”There was no fear in my voice this time.Trust me i was scared,But I was done avoiding it.“Then we go,” he said.Just like that.No argument.Cl
Lina’s POV The house felt different the next morning.I woke up slowly, not because I had slept well, but because my body didn’t want to rush awake. The moment I opened my eyes, the memory of yesterday settled back in place, heavy but no longer shocking. It was there now, impossible to ignore.For a few seconds, I just lay there, staring at the ceiling, letting the truth sit with me without pushing it away.Then my hand moved, intentionally.Resting over my stomach.I exhaled softly, my fingers pressing lightly against the fabric of my shirt, like I was trying to feel something that wasn’t exactly physical but still very much there.“So… this is real,” I murmured to myself.And this time, the words didn’t feel foreign coming out of my mouth.They felt… accepted.Not easy.But accepted.I eventually got out of bed and went to freshen up, taking my time like I wasn’t ready to face anyone else just yet. When I stepped out into the hallway, I could already hear quiet movement downstairs.
Lina POVI didn’t cry immediately.That was the strangest part.I thought I would.I thought the moment we got back home, the moment I was alone, everything would crash down at once. That I would break, completely and loudly, the way people do when something too big finally hits them.But it didn’t happen like that.Instead, I just lay there.On my bed.Staring at the ceiling.Exactly the same way I had been doing before all of this started.Only now…Everything felt different.The room hadn’t changed.The walls were still the same.The air was the same.Even the place was quiet just the same.But I wasn’t.My hand rested on my stomach again.Because now…It meant something.I swallowed slowly, my throat dry.“So you’re still there…” I whispered.The words came out softer than I expected.Almost fragile.Saying it out loud made it feel more real than anything else had.More than the nurse’s voice, even more than the result.More than the silence in that room.Because this…This was me







