CHAPTER SIXTY THREE

ELIZABETH'S POV

The doctor' summons to Uncle Stanley’s office plunged me into a sea of restlessness. Despite my mom's pleadto take me home, I refused. I was adamant because I needed to stay and know what's wrong with my biological mother.

As the minutes dragged on and the waiting room slowly emptied, my desperation to know the outcome of the meeting grew more intense. The uncertain future swirled around me like a turbulent storm, leaving me unmoored and desperate for answers.

The agonizing wait began to take its toll on my father. He sat beside us, elbows propped on his thighs, his shoulders slumping forward. He mumbled words I couldn't hear and signed heavily at intervals.

The seconds ticked by like hours, and with each passing moment, our hopes for good news dwindled. Uncle Stanley's protracted meeting with the doctor only added to the tension, as we remained in the dark, uncertain of our loved one's fate.

Uncle Stanley's eventual return from the doctor's office was like a silent a