(Jade)
The waiting room was smaller than I expected.
I'd imagined something bigger. Something that looked more official. Instead it looked like every other medical office I'd ever been inside.
The chair beneath me wasn't comfortable.
Neither was the knot sitting in my stomach.
I looked down at my phone.
No new messages.
Not that I was expecting any.
There wasn't anyone I wanted to talk to anyway.
The receptionist sat behind her desk typing something into a computer. A television mounted in the corner played a morning talk show nobody seemed interested in watching.
I checked the time again.
Ten minutes early.
That wasn't unusual for me.
Lately I'd been showing up early for everything.
Waiting felt easier than being left alone with my thoughts.
The front door opened.
I didn't
