Synopsis

The waiting was a taut thing, strung between hope and apprehension. Each tick of the clock felt like a hammer blow. But the news, when it finally came, eased the tension. Though the surgery had been extensive—the ovaries removed entirely, not just partially as initially feared—the prognosis was good. Jill would be well. Her mother arrived then, a quiet presence offering practical help and a steady shoulder to lean on. She navigated the complexities of care with a gentle strength, attuned to