Seona’s POV
Fear follows me for the next few days, with me jumping at every sound, sure that Davis has found me that he’s coming and there is nothing I can do to stop him.
But, as each day passes, my anxiety starts to loosen again. Day after day I wake up, go about my business, and there is no sign of my husband, only Mark, my rock, making me feel safe even with my swirling emotions.
Slowly, I start to open up again, Mark encouraging me to immerse myself in my fudge making every time I start to lose myself in my head, listening to my flavour ideas and giving his opinion.
It took some convincing by both Mackenzie and Mark, the latter promising that he would be beside me every minute that I’m outside of the safety of what I have come to consider our apartment, but I now occasionally make ……
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