I hadn’t seen that image before.
“That’s my daughter,” I whispered.
Sebastian nodded.
I stopped breathing.
“She helped establish our program for young parents.”
I stared at him.
“Emily told me she volunteered here. She never mentioned that.”
I looked at her photo again.
For a moment, I could almost hear her laugh.
“She never mentioned that.”
“Gianna’s waiting.”
He led me down a hallway.
Inside a small office sat Sophie’s mother.
She stood when she saw me, and I finally realized she was the woman in the picture Sebastian had shown me.
“Dr. Miller!”
I looked around.
“Gianna’s waiting.”
“What exactly is going on?”
Gianna gestured toward a chair.
“Please sit down. There’s something I should’ve told you yesterday.”
***
“First, how’s Sophie?” I asked.
Gianna smiled.
“She’s still in intensive care, but the doctors are encouraged.”
