Chapter 44

Dr Kathryn was an unnerving woman. In her fifties, long and thin with magnificent bronze and pepper hair pulled loosely into a bun. She took her mother’s first name as her last name right after graduating high school. Wearing a slightly oversized grey sweater with black slim jeans and sneakers, she held a stony pale face and eyes so dark they were black. Her face was youthful but mature, and it didn’t look like someone could mess with her if they tried.

I liked that.

“I’m sure you’re a smart woman, Lilith Mendez.” She started off firmly, but gentle. With a tablet in hand and fingers poised to type, she gave me a long and calculating look. “You’re here because you’re ready to be helped, yes?”

“It took me a lot of thinking and coaxing.” I admitted. “It’s possible I might backtrack every now and then since I’m not used to…to like…being helped. It’s rare.”

“To be helped?”

“In the emotional sense, yes.”

“All right.” She nodded. “Well, I need you to know that helping you is my primary goal