I kept shivering. All of a sudden I lost control of my body and my breathing as well.
My cheeks were covered with salty tears and my hands trembled as they rested on my thighs. I was a mess and no amount of therapy could fix it. Not Dr. Serena or anyone else.
In due time, Dr. Serena got tired of trying to talk to me and ended up calling my husband to come get me.
A mask of pure horror adorned Jacob’s face when he stepped into the room and took a glance at me. Unconsciously, I turned my face away the moment I saw him. I tried to force myself to stop the tears that poured down from my eyes but that only caused me to cry even harder.
I hated how weak I was and I hated how I found it so hard to control anything that was related to me.
I felt utterly useless.
“We’re going home,” I heard
