I help people who are losing control. That’s my job, and I do it well.
I don’t get attached. I don’t cross lines. And I always keep a level head.
But when I’m dropped a lost cause, the pressure starts building—problems stacking, restraint wearing thin, discipline stretched until it’s the only thing keeping everything from imploding.
And that’s when Dr. Jenna Williams walks into my life. She disrupts my fragile psyche, penetrating the careful order I’ve built to keep my own chaos contained.
I recognize the warning signs immediately. I’ve seen them in others too many times to mistake them now. This is how it starts. And I’ve always known how to stop it, but… I’ve never had to stop myself.
