Details Amidst Stress
“It’s… complicated,” Dr. Lane continued, her voice gentle but laced with seriousness. “We noticed something odd, and I want to be thorough.” She spoke with deliberate care, as if navigating through a storm of uncertainty. I nodded, trying to stay composed, even as my mind raced to keep up. The stress of the moment made everything feel hazy, like the details were slipping through my grasp. All I truly needed was clarity—just the crucial parts, the truth about Max.
Details Amidst Stress
Any Odd Signs At Home?
Before showing me the images, Dr. Lane looked at me intently and asked, “Have you seen anything strange with Max lately?” The question caught me off guard and made me pause. I shook my head, genuinely confused—Max had seemed perfectly fine at home, full of energy and flashing those big, adorable eyes that always melted my heart. “No, he’s been fine,” I said firmly. She nodded slowly, clearly deep in thought, and I could almost see the wheels turning as she contemplated what to do next.
Any Odd Signs At Home?
