Chapter 27-1. an answer

AFTER saying her goodbyes to Amber, Marley re-entered the waiting room after her hour was up where Aiden was standing from the chair she left him in. He zipped up his windbreaker, tucking his hands in his pockets as she studied him from afar for a minute, gathering her courage. Finally, she walked over and held out her hand. He took it, intertwining their fingers and shooting a glance at the receptionist. "Outside?" Marley nodded. There was an empty bench several feet from the front doors of the building that she led the way to, taking a seat at the same time as Aiden did. They faced each other, and he was quiet, his eyes on her face while her own scanned the parking lot. His hand was so warm, engulfing hers completely. He rubbed his thumb in comforting circles over her knuckles. "We talked about everything, and...and she said that..." it took Marley another minute to actually say the words. Her voice was near a whisper now. "I have an eating disorder, and...a