[Nick's POV] She screams and her eyes flutter closed once more. “MOMMY!” Cassie shrieks. “What happened to Mommy? Did I say something? Did I do something wrong? Is it my fault?” Aiden asks worriedly. “No, it’s not your fault,” I say, trying to remain calm. “Then who’s is it?” “No one’s!” I was trying not to yell but my voice came out decibels louder than I intended and his lip starts quivering. Tears stream down his face and I feel so terrible, words cannot describe this feeling. “Aiden, I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to yell at you–” He runs out of the room and I see that he runs over to where everyone else is sitting and plops into a chair, crying. The doctor walks in skeptically. “Is everything okay? I heard a scream.” “Well, I believe, she got her memories back and they scared her so… y’know…” “Oh, I see…” he says, “This isn’t good.” “What do you mean: THIS ISN’T GOOD?” “Calm down please sir.” I’ve been rude to everyone today haven’t I? “I’m sorry it’s just…” “It’s a very stressful time for you, I completely understand.” “Okay, so why isn’t this good?” “Because if just the recollection of her memories had that effect on her, they will cause permanent damage. She might need therapy.” “Therapy?” That’s not going to go over well. “Yes, intensive therapy.” “I see she has a history of alcohol and substance abuse, is this true?” “Yes.” “Is this how she copes?” “Not recently but in the past.” “She might need to attend a rehabilitation center.” “She already went to one.” “But, I promised,” I say, “She didn’t like it there the first time. She wouldn’t tell me why either, she just made me promise that I would never make her go back there ever again.” “Well it’s–Wait a second, what’s your wife’s maiden name?” “Sierra Farrare.” “WHAT?” “What’s so wrong with that?” I ask. “I’ll be back,” he says hurriedly. He nearly runs out of the room and returns with an old newspaper. “I think you should read this,” he says. I take it from him and from the headline of the article, my equilibrium is thrown out of whack: ‘Teen Molested at Rehabilitation Center’. I sink down into a chair and continue to read: “A young girl, 14, was attending a rehabilitation center, hardly expected what happened there. Distraught by her parents’ divorce, she turned to drugs and alcohol. When this became too unbearable, her mother–her legal guardian sent her to Changes. A popular rehab center for addicts under the age of 18. A counselor, 26, at the time, Chase Crawford, [a/n: haha, I couldn't think of anyone else xd] was very close to her. Sierra being her name. “But one day,” she says, “Things became inappropriate. He… touched me… places I didn’t want him to and… I didn’t know what to think at first but when I realized how wrong it was, I did something and told the manager.” Crawford has been taken into custody by police under charges of child molestation. Apparently Sierra is not the first.’ Why didn’t she tell me? Why is she always keeping secrets from me? “I know you’re concerned but sometimes people don’t always feel comfortable sharing things like that.” “We’ve been married for two years…” “This is a very uncomfortable situation so when she wakes up again you need to treat it as such. When she wakes up she will be in a very fragile psychological state. If you do ANYTHING to upset this, be it making it worse or better, she will not be able to get proper treatment and this could possibly ruin her life, remember that… Nicholas,” he says as he reads my name off his paper.

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