That day, Gwendolyn, Carney, and James accompanied Briony to the hospital.
Screening for abnormalities with twins is much more complicated than with a single pregnancy.
It took a full half hour before the ultrasound was finished.
“All done. Here’s the report—please show it to Dr. Warren,” the technician said.
“Thank you,” Briony replied, taking the printout and stepping out of the room.
The moment she emerged, the three waiting outside hurried to meet her.
Gwendolyn was the first to speak. “Bryn, what did the doctor say?”
Briony shook her head. “She didn’t say much, just told me to let Dr. Warren take a look.”
“Let’s not wait—let’s see Dr. Warren right away,” Carney said, already moving down the hall.
The four of them made their way to Dr. Warren’s office and handed over the report.
Dr. Warren scanned the results, then smiled reassuringly. “From what I see here, both babies are developing perfectly.”
Briony finally felt the tension in her body slip away.
“That’s wonderful!” Gwendolyn pressed a hand to her chest in relief. “As long as the babies are healthy, that’s all that matters.”
Carney turned to Dr. Warren. “So does this mean we can rule out any effects from that radiation exposure earlier on?”
“This is the major anomaly scan,” Dr. Warren explained. “It mainly checks the babies’ basic physiological structures—the organs, brain, and face. There will be a more detailed scan later in the third trimester, around thirty to thirty-two weeks, to look for things that might show up later, like congenital heart defects or certain neurological issues.”
As Dr. Warren spoke, the little bubble of relief they’d just felt seemed to burst.
“So, what you’re saying is…” Briony rested a protective hand on her belly. “A clear scan today doesn’t mean there’s absolutely no risk of birth defects?”
Dr. Warren nodded. “That’s correct. But so far, everything looks great.”
For a moment, no one spoke.
Seeing their concern, Dr. Warren added, “Try not to stress too much. Both babies are healthy right now, and the best thing you can do is stay calm. Especially you, Briony. Carrying twins isn’t easy. You need to have confidence in yourself.”
“I understand,” Briony said softly. “Thank you, Dr. Warren.”
…
Northborough.
Jason pulled his sports car into the drive and didn’t even bother shutting the door. He hurried inside, taking the stairs two at a time to the second floor.
Downstairs, Mrs. Prescott was arranging flowers in a vase. She glanced up, startled to see her youngest son beeline straight for the master bedroom.
“What’s going on? Where’s the fire?” she called after him.
Jason didn’t answer. He headed into his parents’ room, glanced around, then stepped out and made his way to his father’s study.
He opened the door, strode to the desk, and began searching the drawers one by one.
Then, in the third drawer, he found a cell phone.
Jason paused. He picked it up.
The phone was powered off.
He turned it on and checked the contacts list.
There was only one entry, labeled simply: L.
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