Sienna's POV
I sat on one of the cold plastic chairs lined against the wall, my back stiff, and my hands folded so tightly in my lap that my fingers ached. The fluorescent lights above hummed softly.
Across, a nurse wheeled a trolley past without sparing me a glance. Megan’s door is just a few steps away. Eric’s mother is with her, of course. The moment Megan was ushered into the room, she rushed in without thinking twice. I didn't try to follow because I already knew I wasn't welcomed there.
I leaned my head back against the wall and closed my eyes. When Megan doubled over earlier, clutching her stomach and crying out in pain, my first thought had been disbelief. I thought she was acting, trying to get attention.
Even as Eric drove us to the hospital, part of me had still clung to th
