“We believe it’s a giant ovarian tumor called a teratoma. Rare, but possible even in very young girls. It contains different kinds of tissue and can grow rapidly.”
Tomás frowned.
“So she isn’t pregnant?”
“No.”
The doctor’s voice hardened.
“But she believed she was. Someone told her there was a baby inside her.”
Esteban covered his face.
“I did.”
Dr. Velázquez looked at him with a mixture of anger and pity.
“Then after she survives this, you’ll spend the rest of your life helping her understand that none of this was her fault.”
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