Ella's POV:
We're back at the hospital again. I swear I spend most of my time here. In fact, I literally split my time between here and work these days. Thomas insisted on checking on mum before he would go home and now that we're here, it's impossible to talk him into leaving.
Mum's condition hasn't changed since this morning but mine definitely has.
I'm on edge. Terrified.
I expect the alarms to go off any second or for a nurse or doctor to come in and tell me she's gone. They don't but I'm not reassured, far from it.
Thomas sits next to mum and tells her all about his day, but I keep my distance. I stand at the window watching the rain fall. It matches my mood perfectly.
I tried calling my sister Tia almost ten times today but she's yet to answer.
Spoilt, pain in the arse.
She's an air hostess. She could be anywhere around the world right now, but the one place she isn't is here with us.