Seona’s POV
I don’t know how long we hold each other in the middle of the room, but it felt like forever before Mark wrapped an arm around me, gently pulling us apart as he murmured about taking a seat.
I nodded, gripping his hand tightly as he steered us both back toward the seats, Mum retaking her perch next to Eden, immediately grabbing the younger woman’s hand in her own.
Sitting down on her other side, I didn’t let go of Mark who dropped into the uncomfortable plastic chair on my right, raising an eyebrow at the twins who both gave him a chin lift in return, each conversing with the others without saying a word.
I turn my attention to my mother, taking in her white face that no doubt matches my own.
‘What did the doctors say?’ I ask quietly, a war raging inside of me, fighting ov
