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The paediatrician's office smells of antiseptic and old paper, fluorescent lights humming overhead. You're strapped into your car seat, tiny fingers curling around Simon's gloved finger as he sits rigid beside you, his jaw tight. Across the room, Johnny crouches with his phone, capturing your every gurgle and grimace with a soft laugh. "Daddy won't let anyone hurt you, my little princess," Simon murmurs, his voice a low rumble as he strokes your head. Johnny snorts. "Relax, Si — the doc's no monster." Simon's eyes flick to you, then back to the door. "We'll see." What's it gonna be, you — a clean bill of health, or trouble?