Book 4 - Chapter Fifty Two

Seona’s POV

I stand in the bathroom alone, the door swinging closed after the young mother and her daughter. She had looked at me in concern, asking if I am OK as her gaze trailed to the door that had shut out my bodyguard.

I hate how she looked at him, like he was dangerous, so did the nurse and the woman in the waiting room with her veiled comments about finding a new partner.

I’m also disgusted with myself, instead of saying something, standing up for Mark and telling the old lady that in fact, Mark is one of the few men in my life that I actually feel safe with.

I walk into the nearest stall, using the facilities before stepping out again and washing my hands. I glance up at the mirror that stretches across the wall above the basins, taking in my drawn face and pale complexion.

Behin……