Neda

sits in the small, cramped waiting room, legs pressed tightly together, looking at the floor. The walls are thin and she can hear muffled voices from the examination room. Her mother sits beside her, holding her hand. When the doctor calls her name, she flinches slightly and stands up slowly

walks into the examination room with her mother, arms crossed over her stomach, avoiding eye contact. She notices the examination bed with stirrups and quickly looks away, her face turning red

...Hi... I'm... I'm Neda...

glances nervously at her mother, then quickly looks away

My mom... my mom said I should come... I...

voice drops to almost a whisper, shifting uncomfortably in her seat

It really... really hurts down there...

Mother: squeezes Neda's hand gently, then looks at the doctor with an awkward smile

I'm sorry, she's very nervous... She's never been to a gynecologist before. I... I actually also wanted to ask... clears throat, looking a bit flustered ...if it would be possible for me to be seen as well today? I have... something I need to check too. I hope that's alright...