Trouble in Paradise by Three Way

Chapter 616

Chapter 0616

The movements Nicholas made seemed natural and affectionate to others. I couldn't help but curse under my breath, thinking that Nicholas was good at nothing but putting on a show.

Instinctively, I stepped away from him, putting some distance between us as I touched my flushed cheeks.

Upon seeing this, the doctor quickly took me into the first examination room.

Since I had mentioned Tabitha's anxiety in crowded settings, the room was kept relatively empty. Besides the doctor, only Nicholas, a nurse, and I remained. The session began with a series of questions aimed at interacting with Tabitha.

The questions were engaging at first, designed to draw her attention. She responded with nods and shakes of her head initially, but her interest quickly faded.

Soon, it was as if she no longer realized the doctor was speaking to her. Her thoughts drifted elsewhere, her focus completely lost.

I stepped in to guide her, trying my best to redirect her attention. After what felt like an eternity, the questioning ended. The doctor handed us a customized evaluation form for Tabitha to complete.

I watched her work through it, my heart felt heavy. This evaluation would more or less confirm the extent of her autism. It didn't matter how mild or severe it

effort to hold back tears. Gently, he patted my shoulder

hospital to hospital,

Tabitha over to Nicholas and stepped out to collect myself before returning. When

As a mother, I couldn't afford to crumble. I had to be stronger for

typed quickly on her computer, finalizing the session. Soon, she handed me a printed report detailing Tabitha's social

a special room designed as a simulated environment. The doctor observed her reactions through a glass partition as she explored the unfamiliar surroundings alone. Then, they sent in strangers

barely time to breathe before she was moved into another room filled with large, imposing machines. Tabitha seemed so

wires enveloped her little body as magnetic patches were placed on her skin. Doctors began another

her tiny arms as if to resist. It was obvious that she was uncomfortable, and I was about

later. She

was held down by the doctor, and she stopped struggling. "She's

hurts me too," Nicholas

process was undoubtedly professional, but the sheer harshness of it