Chapter 63

SEBASTIAN’S POV

“Come on Catherine,” I said, fed up. “You can’t keep doing this. Time is passing and the psychiatrist has been reaching out, asking if you’ll still make it. You’ve missed two sessions already. Two sessions that were fully paid for,” I stressed. “If you continue like this, then there is nothing more I can do to help.”

“You think I’m crazy, don’t you?” Sitting with her back reclined against the headboard of the bed, she crossed her arms against her chest, her furious blue eyes digging into mine.

This was the third day and yet she has refused to go see the psychiatrist. She had said...