Chapter Twenty-Four
“I understand the science of it,” Amelia said. “The relentless cortisol cycle of modern-day life. It’s biochemistry.” Amelia didn’t just like Jill because she could be very straightforward in a non-threatening way, she also very much liked the fact that she was a doctor—that she had the knowledge that kept Amelia from having to explain certain things. “I used to be able to break that cycle by playing soccer and spending time with my friends, until that stopped being enough.”
Jill didn’t interrupt her. Amelia supposed being a therapist made her the best listener in all of Sydney, possibly Australia. Another attribute to admire in Jill, who also had the most mesmerizing, perpetually half-lidded eyes.
“And it’s so insidious. I never even noticed until it was too late an
