19: DATE

"K-Keisha," I froze as I heard that voice, dropping my phone abruptly. I couldn't afford to make a mistake! I recognized that voice too well, and I couldn't forget it!

The realization hit me like a tidal wave as I heard her voice – she was one of the nurses from my time in the hospital, a person who undoubtedly knew about my connection to Dr. Danice Perez. The thought struck me like a bolt of lightning: did she know about my search for the father of my child? The mere possibility sent shivers down my spine, igniting a surge of anxiety that threatened to overwhelm me.

I couldn't shake off the feeling of unease. What if this woman knew more than she let on? What if she had insights or information that could jeopardize everything? The very idea sent my mind into a whirlwind of fearful scenarios. What if the man I was seeking had his own reasons for searching, reasons that could tear my child away from me? The thought alone was enough to make my heart race with panic.

No. I couldn't al