A woman waits for a knock at the door, unsure what to expect. Trying to stay calm, her gaze drifted to her surroundings, not settling for any length of time before moving to the next point of interest. The small room gives the impression that someone took some effort to make the space seem comfortable. Softly patterned wallpaper covers the walls with a picture frame located on the one opposite her perch. A pastel, watercolor-style print depicts a beach scene from a house porch. Carpet and soft seating complete the impression of a cozy corner appropriate for chatting or reading. Along one wall, a sterile counter covered with small jars and boxes stands in stark contrast to the rest of the room. It would be difficult to feel fully at ease after viewing the implements laid out within easy reach. This is not a place for chatting or reading.
From the hall, she hears hushed voices and the swish of clothes as people walk by her door. Every time someone pauses, she holds her breath, waiting for the sound that said she would be joined. She shivers slightly from a combination of chills and anticipation. Her mind races, jumping from one possible scenario to another, before she forces herself to examine her surroundings again.
A light tap on the door indicates her doctor has returned. Whether the news is good or bad, her life will change irrecoverably.
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