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Wesley*

I didn't know what to say. All I knew was that the woman seated right there was far from the Kaitlyn I used to know. The Kaitlyn I slept with hours ago. This one looked, restless, disturbed and so dangerous.

Why does it have to be this way?

"She's not responding to anything we're saying, Mr Cooper." The doctor examining her said to me as I watched his nurses trying to converse with Kaitlyn who looked absent-minded. "Sir I think this has gone far. Maybe a therapist would do?"

I gave him a cold glare. "Are you saying my wife's not mentally okay?"

"Not that sir but... Judging by the looks of it, I think a therapist would be able to converse with her as it is now."

"We can't lose her, Wesley." Karen's voice came up behind me. Judging by the sound of her voice, you could tell that she has been crying. Only God knows how Louis has been able to cope. She also tried talking to Kaitlyn but it was as if Kaitlyn has been completely out of this world.

"Maybe you should go ta