*Olivia*
I rubbed my hands together, feeling a wash of nerves and excitement. I sat in Dr. Schmidt’s office on the day of the embryo transfer, talking the procedure over with her while Elena got prepped for the process in the other room. The clinic allowed her one guest during the process, and I’d cried when she chose me.
I would get to be present for the moment of my baby’s implantation, just like I wanted.
Gio had driven me to the clinic again, but he sat in the waiting room. He said he couldn’t bear being further than that, even if he couldn’t come in. I wished I could hold his hand as well, but I knew the procedure room would start to get crowded.
“So,” Dr. Schmidt said, a bright smile on her face, “today is the day! I know we’ve talked this through a couple of times already, but do you have any final questions?”
