SOPHIA’S POV
The next day, the doctor was already giving good news about Beverly’s condition. The only part that didn’t settle with Anita was the fact that they are considering getting her the help she needed.
“I’m not going to that center,” Beverly snapped. “I was suicidal just once. I don’t need help.”
Anita nodded. “Yes, I agree with her. Imagine what people would think.”
“Mum, this isn’t about what other people think,” Jace said. “It’s about getting Beverly the help she needs.”
Beverly shook her head. “No, Jace. I’m okay with you taking care of me. I don’t need professional help.”
I scoffed. How convenient.
I cleared my throat and stepped forward. “I agree with my husband on this. Consider it, Bev. If not for you, do it for the people that care about you.”
Her eyes burned int
