One Night Stand With My Boss
EMMA
Just as Sylvia was about to lash out, the door to the hospital room opened with a sudden creak, freezing everyone in place. The doctor’s voice was calm but firm. “Who is Miss Emma?”
The tension in the room spiked, and for a moment, time seemed to stand still. Hailey, her smile stretched unnervingly wide, pushed me forward, her fingers cold against my arm. “Here she is.”
I hesitated but stepped forward, the knot in my stomach tightening. “Yes, me,” I said, trying to keep my voice steady, though the weight of all their eyes on me made it hard to breathe.