‘I make sure she understands how things are now. What you are to me. That things are different, and I won’t be so readily available to shoulder her woes and meltdowns anymore.’ Rob pulled her closer on top of him, so she laid out, moulding his body and nestling her face against his chest. ‘I told you that it would be different, it will be.’
Rose sat motionless and silent. Numb and unsure how to calm the sea of thoughts washing over her like a tidal wave. Somehow knowing that Morag had been under lock and key, unable to come out. Overseen by professionals and people taking care of her. It had given her peace of mind. Breathing space to carry on unchecked. Affording them to feel like they could carry on unaffected, lost in the fantasy of it. She had known that eventually this would come up
