Dr. Ichika
I stood outside Amber Queen’s room, the case file clutched in my hands. I had been a therapist for over two decades, but something about this particular case weighed heavier than others. Amber’s file painted a picture of someone who had endured more pain than anyone should, let alone an eighteen-year-old girl who would soon become a mother.
Taking a deep breath, I tried to push aside my apprehension. I was here to help her, no matter how broken she was. My job was to guide her back to herself, one step at a time.
I knocked softly on the door, announcing myself. “Amber? I’m Dr. Ichika Kirishima. May I come in?”
The door creaked open, and Nurse Lillian peeked out. She gave me a small smile and gestured for me to enter. “She’s awake but she's… nervous,” she whispered. “You’ll d
