A Doctor's Watch. Vickie TaylorЧитать онлайн книгу.
Now, I’m telling you the truth.”
“How am I supposed to know which is the truth and which is the lie?”
She gritted her teeth, clenched her fists and groaned, then sank back against the bed, deflated. “Shrinks.”
He opened his mouth. She cut him off fast and hard. “Don’t you dare ask me how I feel about shrinks.”
He feigned innocence. “I was going to ask you if you’d like some more tea. Yours is cold by now.”
Terrific. A little humiliation to go with her mortification.
“No, thank you.”
He straightened and took a deep breath. She braced herself—she knew what that meant.
“Look, I think you should come to the MHMH for a few days. Straighten out in your head what really happened and didn’t happen yesterday and last night.”
Someone had dropped a bowling ball on her stomach. “No!”
He reached over and covered her clenched hand with his. His palm was warm, slightly rough. She jerked from beneath his touch.
“I’m afraid I have to insist,” he said.
She bolted upright in bed. She’d known this was coming, and still she wasn’t prepared. “You can’t do this!”
“On the contrary.” He stood, his shoulders rounded. “It’s my job to do this, whether I like it or not.” The expression on his face made her believe that in this case, he definitely did not. It was small comfort.
Every nerve in her body jumped. She was on fire. She licked her lips. “Look, you’re probably right. I slipped and fell on the bluff. And last night, I—I had a headache and I don’t sleep well in hospitals. It was probably just a nightmare. I didn’t really see anything at all. I overreacted a little.”
He stopped at the door. “I really hope that’s all it was. But I have to be sure.” His lips pressed together. “Not just for your sake, but for your son’s.”
If there was one thing in the world he could have said that would set her back, make her think about what was happening to her, that was it.
Her son.
If there really was something wrong with her, it wasn’t Todd’s fault. From the moment he’d been born, she’d vowed to protect him. Protect him she would—even if it was from herself.
Tears welled in her eyes. Dr. Handsome stayed in the door, looking torn.
“We’ll work it out,” he said quietly. “Don’t give up.”
Then he was gone.
Work it out? Hell, what was there to work out if she was losing her mind?
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