Amanda squeezed Juliana’s hand weakly. “Dr. Cane. You came.” As if there’d been a possibility she wouldn’t have. She’d told her clients she’d be gone for two months. Not forever. This was her job, her life. Her identity. “I got here as fast as I could.” If nothing else, her time with Shay had shown her this life was the best one for her. She was a good therapist. But she still wasn’t sure she could be a good mother to Mikey. Or be a good wife. Not now. Maybe not ever. The teenager’s dark hair fell into her face as she glanced down at her arms. “I guess you know what happened.” Down to the last gory detail her parents had shared, which Juliana didn’t believe for a second was the whole story. “Tell me.” The girl’s eyes filled. “Troy broke up with me.” “I’m sorry, honey.” Troy had been Amanda’s very first boyfriend.
