Then she grabbed my hands.
“You have no idea what you’ve done for me! That little girl is the most precious person in my life. Thank you!”
She hugged me before I could respond!
The woman covered her mouth.
I gently patted her shoulder.
“She’s a strong little girl.”
The woman stepped back.
“I’m Dr. Miller.”
Her expression suddenly changed.
“Dr. Miller?”
“Yes.”
She stared at me.
Her expression suddenly changed.
“What’s your first name?”
“Robert.”
She covered her mouth again.
I thought she was simply overwhelmed.
Before I could ask what was wrong, a nurse approached with an update about Sophie.
Gianna thanked me once more and hurried away.
She was simply overwhelmed.
***
I went home later that day, collapsed into bed from exhaustion, and slept almost the entire day.
The following morning, someone knocked on my door, and it was the stranger.
I walked over and opened it. I probably should have asked who was there first, but I was still in a fog.
