The exam rooms, the waiting area, even the small supply closets—Vanessa checked every possible place, her anxiety spiraling. Every corner she turned without finding Ollie intensified the gnawing dread that something was terribly wrong.
Her frustration bubbled over as she reached the last room. “Where could they be?” she muttered, her voice cracking under the strain. Samantha placed a reassuring hand on her shoulder, but Vanessa could barely feel it through the haze of panic.