Rewriting Fate

ROWAN’S POV

Cleo’s hand tightens on Sienna’s so hard I can see the knuckles whiten.

“No. No, no, no. You told everyone six months. You SAID six months, Sienna.”

“Six months was the number from three months ago. The disease didn’t get the memo about pacing itself, and my body has been less than cooperative with the ‘fighting it’ part of the programme.” She looks between us and the smile she attempt