CHRISTIANA hand rested on my shoulder, pulling me out of my thoughts. “Christian.” I spun around, staring into Vivienne’s worried eyes. “You’ve been staring at that painting for a long time. I think we should head home. Charlotte is in good hands.” I nodded, suddenly feeling pain in my legs. “Yes, yes… you should go home,” I agreed, shifting my weight on my feet. “And take Mam with you. She must be exhausted.”I glanced behind me, taking Mam’s sleeping form on the couch. We were in a private waiting area but still, it felt congested with the three of us. Charlotte’s mum wasn’t here yet. She had called, crying hysterically that she would need to find a sitter for her husband before she got here.Charlotte followed my gaze. “You’re exhausted too.” She grabbed my arm and pulled lightly. “A good rest will do us all a lot of good. Charlotte will be fine.”I yanked my arm and clenched my jaw, fighting the urge to tell her to fuck off without mincing words. Her patronizing words only infu
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