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“Nope. I’m not saying that at all. You are a highly intelligent woman and an excellent therapist.” He kissed her forehead. “Say goodnight to Mommy, princess. And to your cousin, Grayson.”
“Goodnight, sweetheart.” I smiled as he took her upstairs.
“If Ava told you, that means she trusts you,” Charlotte said.
“I really didn’t give her a choice.” I sighed. “I was angry about her lying and then what Simon told me. I wanted to know what kind of game she was playing, and I wanted the truth.”
“And now you have the truth.” She placed her hand on my arm. “What you do with that truth is up to you. You know I can’t say anymore.”
“I know. Thanks, Charlotte. I appreciate it.”
I went home, poured myself a scotch, and texted Gabriel.
“I don’t see your car in the driveway. Where are you?”
“Still at the medical center trying to find out what’s wrong with a patient of mine.”
“I need to talk to you when you get home. It’s important.”
“I’ll be leaving here shortly and come over. Are you okay?”
“Yeah. I just need my brother.”
After pouring myself a scotch, I went into my office and sat behind my desk. Turning on my computer, I started researching dissociative identity disorder. Leaning back in my chair, I sipped my scotch and thought about the time Ava was brought into the hospital. I didn’t give much thought about it then, but now that I knew the truth, things started to make sense about her behavior.
“There you are,” Gabriel said as he walked into my office. “What’s going on?” He sat in the chair across from my desk.
“I went to Ava’s apartment after leaving the hospital.”
“And?”
“I found out the truth about her.” I tipped the glass to my lips.
“Okay. So, what’s up with her?”
“She has dissociative identity disorder.” I set my empty glass down.
Gabriel’s brows furrowed as he stared at me. “Wow. I don’t know what to say, bro.”
“Freya and Kate are two of her alters.”
“How many does she have?” he asked.
“From what she said, there are five different people living inside her.”
“Damn. You know that happens when a child has suffered extreme trauma.”
“I know. She doesn’t remember much of her childhood at all. She said all she knows is that her mother was a very bad person.”
He sat there and shook his head. “Do you believe her?”
“Yeah, I do. Charlotte pretty much confirmed it.” I sighed. “Thinking back to everything since the day we met, it all makes sense now.”
“How did you leave things with her when you left her apartment?” he asked.
“I told her I’d be in touch.”
“Is that the truth? Are you still going to see her?”
