My hands went numb.
The phone screen glowed in my lap.
Diane’s message sat there unfinished.
« Did Emma tell you about our little secret, or should I… »
Or should I what?
My stomach twisted.
Across from me, Emma hugged her stuffed rabbit tighter.
Dr. Stevens was still staring at the prescription bottle.
I handed him my phone without a word.
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