It was past midnight when Ruby was called in. She sat outside the healer's office, her knees bouncing up and down nervously. Julian was still awake too, he sat quietly across from her, his head in his hands, shoulders tense but not saying a word.
When a nurse finally opened the door and called her in, Ruby felt like her heart stopped for a second. She got up and stepped inside, her hands cold and clammy. The healer, an older witch with kind eyes but a serious face, was sitting behind her desk. She motioned for Ruby to sit in the chair opposite her.
"Miss Ruby," the healer said softly but firmly, folding her hands on the file in front of her. "I have some things we need to talk about."
Ruby nodded quickly, her eyes darting to the file, her throat dry. "Yes… is Milo okay? Please tell me."