Baile
Baile walked into the room expecting the worst. Bitso wouldn’t call him if Abby wasn’t in some serious danger. But when he walked in he found Abby lying on his back, staring up at the ceiling. He didn’t have any injuries or anything.
Maybe it hasn’t gotten to the point where he would harm himself.
Baile swallowed hoping it wouldn’t get to that. Baile had pulled Abby from the depth once. He wasn’t sure if he had the strength to do it again.
Not after what happened between them. Back then he been partial and professional. All that was out the window the minute they dated.
That’s one of the reasons why he stopped being his therapist, because he couldn’t see him for the sick man he was.
He’ll just have to refer him to another clinical psychologist, and then remain by his sid
