Chapter Twelve
Amelia’s brain might not be in optimal shape, but she knew something was going on. First, there was Jill’s refusal to address her bizarre behavior of a few days earlier. And now this? Just as Amelia was talking about something so delicate—something not very easy to discuss.
She couldn’t help but question her psychiatrist’s sanity, which wasn’t really something she was prepared to worry about. Perhaps it sounded cold, but whatever was going on with Jill, wasn’t Amelia’s problem. She came here to get better, not to get sucked into another person’s issues.
But still, when Jill walked back in, Amelia couldn’t help but feel concern. A few drops of water lingered on Jill’s upper lip, but she looked more composed than before.
“Obviously, I won’t charge you for this session,” Ji
