Decision to rush to clinic
He reassured Laura, his mind already made up—Daisy needed an ultrasound at the clinic, and quickly. “I’ll drive,” he said, gently helping to lift Daisy into the car. Laura climbed in beside her, cradling Daisy’s head with care. “Hang in there, girl,” she murmured softly. Henry started the engine, his focus razor-sharp on reaching the clinic in time. The urgency hung heavy in the air, pressing him forward.
Decision To Rush To Clinic
Transporting Daisy
Henry carried Daisy to his car with careful precision, his steady hands betraying the storm of worry in his mind. Laura followed anxiously, struggling to keep her emotions in check. Daisy’s limp form and sluggish weight made the task challenging, but Henry moved with a practiced grace borne from necessity. “Please be okay,” Laura whispered softly, her voice trembling with a heartfelt plea for her beloved companion. Together, they gently settled Daisy into the backseat, ready to rush her to the clinic.
Transporting Daisy
