“Are you sure you’re okay?” Thom placed his mug of coffee on the glass-topped coffee table and reached for Sophie’s hand. “You don’t look your usual self.”
Sophie nursed the almost empty coffee in her hand. “Honestly?” She blew a long breath out. “I’m trying to hold it together for Ava but it’s hard. I was young when mum went but it still hurts and this with Jessica has brought it all back. I guess I’m kind of reliving losing mum, which is ridiculous, but I haven’t stopped thinking about her.”
Thom understood how she felt. When the nurse had asked them to step into the family room he had known what was coming. It had felt like a button had been pressed and every painfully raw memory of Mel had come flooding back.
“I keep feeling angry that I didn’t get more time with her. I miss her, y
