The nurse smirked at her and left the room. As the nurse's smirk faded into the distance, leaving Alice alone in the dimly lit office with Dr. Xavier, a shiver of unease ran down her spine. She couldn't shake the feeling that she was walking into a trap, and the doctor's icy demeanor only served to confirm her suspicions.
Taking a seat opposite Dr. Xavier, Alice watched warily as he retrieved her mother's medical chart from a nearby stack of papers. The sight of the familiar document sent a wave of apprehension crashing over her, knowing that within its pages lay the stark reality of her mother's condition.
With a sigh, Dr. Xavier began to explain the gravity of the situation, his words echoing hollowly in the silence of the room. He spoke of treatments and procedures, of costs and obligations, each word heavy with the weight of Alice's fears.
