Chapter 159 Siobhan

• The journey back to the Delano mansion was silent. Proserpina was wrapped in her thoughts, staring out of the window, her hand involuntarily resting on her baby bump, stroking it gently. And Roxanne was feeling the sadness permeate into her bones. Serena, as the doctor had assured Proserpina, rushing to meet her when he heard she was in the building.
• Serena was responding to treatment. Her internal injuries were healing. She was strong, he said, a kindly smile flickering on his face as he regarded the pale, wan face of the Mafia don’s Woman. The doctor was holding Proserpina’s hand as he spoke, and Roxanne cleared her throat rudely. Sending her a stink eyes, as Jamie called it, the doctor released the hand of the soft-spoken, lovely woman who had seemed oblivious to the interest in the doctor’s eyes.
• As they alighted in the basement garage, Proserpina sighed, her hand absently going to the small of her back and massaging it.