“What do we do with her?” one nurse whispered.
“She’s not even in the system,” another muttered.
The head midwife shook her head, already moving on — there was no time for mysteries tonight.

I was about to speak to her when footsteps echoed down the hall. Dr. Michael Thompson had just returned from another case. He slowed… then stopped.

A Glimpse From the Past

He looked at her for a long moment, his expression unreadable. Then, as if pulled by some invisible force, he walked forward and knelt before her.

Their eyes met. Something in his face cracked — confusion, disbelief, and finally, recognition.