Agatha
Shawn and I look in the direction of the door when we heard a knock from it.
"Come in," Shawn shouted.
The door opened ajar and Dr. Miller picked inside.
We both look at each other. We've been so happy knowing that Shawn remembers everything now that we already forgot why I'm here.
I gulp when a sudden chill run down my spine. Shawn told me he found me bleeding in the bathroom as I cry to myself. I don't feel anything wrong with my body, no pain, and no discomfort too, except the worry and fear that I feel for my baby.
I know Shawn already told me that the baby is fine and that there is nothing to worry about, but as a soon to be mother, my instincts are telling me that something is not right.
Shawn stood up and offered Dr. Miller his hand for a shake and the doctor gladly took it "Good to see you, Dr. Miller."
