~Zayne’s POV~

Dr. Smith sat there calmly, hands folded, waiting for me to gather the courage to speak.

I finally cleared my throat and asked if he was sure about what he was saying. Nothing in my voice felt steady. The doctor seemed too sure of himself. He said if he wasn’t sure, he wouldn’t know Chris’s name before I mentioned it. That was true.

He explained that Chris hadn’t been some random walk-in patient, he had been under him personally, assigned as one of the psychiatric ...