Seona’s POV
I fidget, rereading Davis’ words over and over again, my grief becoming replaced with something else, something bitter and hot, anger.
I breath deeply, trying to reign my emotions in, before finally I press my fingers to the screen, typing two letters
Me: OK
Unknown: Good, I’ll meet you outside of the hospital, take the ER exit, I’ll be waiting.
I shut my phone screen off, stuffing it back in my bag before standing up, drawing Gage’s attention immediately.
‘Seona?’ he calls questioningly
I smile, ‘just popping to the little girl’s room’ I reply, keeping my face blank despite the turbulence inside of me.
‘Uhh, I’m not sure . . ‘ the soldier argues reluctantly.
I walk closer to the door, peeking out and down the empty hallway, ‘it’s OK’ I tell him as I wave out of the do
