Chloe's POV
My hands are shaking as I get out of the car, placing one hand on my stomach to sooth the butterflies there and to calm myself with the feeling of my baby. Everything is going to go okay. My baby is happy and healthy and perfect, and even if they aren't, they will still be just as loved. I round the car and grab back on to Alex's hand, needed the strength he provides by grounding me here on to the earth.
He leads my reluctant body to the door and opens it for me, pulling it so that I can enter, and I wipe my empty sweaty hands in my jeans as we approach the front desk.
"Good morning! My name is Evelyn." The women greets her smile wide and friendly but it does nothing to calm me down. "Are you here for an appointment?" She asks and I nod, swallowing thickly at the nerves coming up to choke me. "Okay, what's your name, sweetie?" She asks me kindly, looking up at me for the answer.
