The waiting room was too quiet.Muted blue walls, soft classical music humming from overhead speakers, and the smell of antiseptic made me nervous. I sat stiffly in the chair, with hands folded tightly in my lap, a clipboard full of intake forms resting untouched beside me.Walker sat to my right, close but not too close. His leg bounced restlessly, a nervous tic I hadn't seen in years. He was trying to give me space, I could tell—but his fingers kept wiggling toward mine like they wanted to reach for something to support me.I couldn't help but giggle at that. He gave me a look. “Why are you laughing?” he asked.“You seem more nervous than I am. Someone would think you're the pregnant one,” I teased, nudging his shoulder. “Haha. Laugh all you want, this is nerve-racking,” he murmured. I reached over and entwined our fingers. “Relax.”He exhaled, and I caught the faintest smile tugging at the corner of his mouth. "Okay."A nurse called my name a moment later, and everything in my che
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