Sienna’s POV
The days passed quickly as I stayed in the hospital, clinging to the hope that my mother would call—but she never did. According to Kate, I should give her time to come around. After all, she’d been lied to, manipulated, and kidnapped.
When I told Kate that Janet was my mother, she had looked surprised—shocked even—but she admitted she could see the connection, the resemblance.
Nic never left my side. He brought me flowers and endless boxes of chocolates, my newest craving thanks to the babies growing inside me. I hadn’t heard much about Clara or Diana, but Nic insisted I shouldn’t stress—not for their sake, and not for mine. He was right. I needed to stay calm, to at least pretend that the chaos of the past days wasn’t eating me alive.
As for my father, his absence didn’t
