Chapter 22

• Sienna:
• The soft creak of the infirmary door pulled my attention away from the glass window overlooking the incubation room. I had my arm wrapped around myself, knowing that she, my little girl, was supposed to be in my arms rather within the enclosed room that she was in.
• Evelyn stepped inside, her presence a quiet comfort amid the cold sterility of the space. Her footsteps were light, deliberate, as if she knew that any sudden noise might shatter the fragile grip I had on my composure. She smiled at me as she walked, and I took a deep breath before turning to face her.