(Keyla POV)“Father’s name?”The nurse balanced a clipboard against her hip, pen already moving before my answer had fully landed. She had the kind of efficiency that came from asking the same questions all day and surviving them by not thinking too hard.“Leave it blank,” I said.She noted it without comment, moved to the next field. I watched her hand move down the form and thought about how much a blank space could say if the wrong person cared enough to read it. It could mean unknown, absent, refused, or dangerous. Mine was the last one. The nurse didn’t need to know which one applied here, and I wasn’t going to explain.The appointment should have been routine. Blood pressure first, then weight, then the ultrasound that took longer because the baby had turned himself into a difficult little tenant and the technician needed another angle. The gel was cold enough to make my stomach tighten, and the probe moved in slow, careful arcs while I stared at the ceiling and pretended my bre
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