Aleena - POV
Nico wasn't kidding about the party. He'd already gotten on my nerves before it even started: a dress delivered to my room, a note tucked inside.
"This dress will mask all the emotions you feel toward me, Aleena. Hope you don't sit this one out."
I crumpled the note and tossed it into the trash. Started pacing, chewing at my thumbnail. Why would he go to such lengths? My head pounded; his words circled back: Go see a doctor, get your memories back.
My father never allowed me to see a doctor alone. He was always there, watching like a hawk, hovering over every visit the doctor made to my room. Watching. Controlling.
It made me suspicious of him now in a way I hadn't let myself be before.
I pulled out my phone and searched for the best psychiatrist I could find, someone wh
