“No,” she said, shaking her head.
“You’ll be committed to a hospital where you’ll be observed and treated. I should let them do this. You’re twenty-four years old for fuck’s sake.” Edward shook his head. “Your sister, Sophie, will be alone again without anyone. You’ll take the one stable thing out of her life, Isabel, and that one stable thing she has, is you.”
Tears were streaming down her face. His heart broke for her, but Edward couldn’t lie to her. This was the cold harsh truth.
“Help me,” she said, whimpering.
Wrapping his arms around her, Edward held her tight. “I will, I promise.”
He hoped to God he didn’t lose her or himself in the process. For once in his life he was going to be looking after someone who wasn’t himself.
Let me get this right.
The End