The doctor looked at me, then at Ethan, and finally at the monitors beeping softly beside my bed. His voice was gentle, yet the gravity of his words was anything but. “Emily, it’s truly a miracle. Not only is the baby unharmed, but we found something else during the scans. Something… remarkable.”
A knot of tension hung heavily in the air as we waited for him to continue. Ethan squeezed my hand tighter, his eyes wide with a mixture of fear and hope.
“You have a condition,” the doctor began, “a rare anomaly in your brain. We wouldn’t have discovered it without the scans performed after the fall. It’s potentially life-threatening, but the good news is we caught it early. We can treat it.”
