ANDY'S POV

Having just put Emberly back to bed, I make my way to my new office. I sink heavily on the couch and lean my head back against the wall, closing my eyes. A knock on the doorframe pulls me back. I look over to see Dr. Purdy standing there, studying me.

     "Have a minute to talk about Emberly?" I nod and he comes in. I motion for him to sit on the couch. "You must realize why you were called in." He states. I nod.

     "I was told it's because I'm one of the only people in the world to have a doctorate in psychology and medicine. She needs someone she can trust to talk to, that's also her primary care. They mentioned her needing consistency." He nods.

"She won't talk to any of the psychiatrists here. It's been six months. She isn't getting any better." He tells me.

"What happened to her? Why is she here, Dr. Purdy?" I want to know.

"Ashley, please." He tells me. "She is here for a suicide attempt. She overdosed on sleeping medications and cut her wrists. She's told me some about her past but I'm not qualified to help her with that. That's why you're taking over her case." I nod.

"Ashley, what has she told you?" I want to know.

"She told me that she grew up in an abusive household and she used to self harm to cope. She won't tell me anything else. I hope you can get further with her than me." I smile slightly and nod again.

"Thank you. She and I will have our first session later this morning." Ashley nods and leaves. My mind drifts back to the unusual girl. Her eyes almost looked dead. What hell has she seen? I decide to go and check on her.

I'm halfway down the hall when I hear her start to scream.