“No need,” Be interjected.


    “We’re all family here.


    ”


    Earle nodded andunched into a direct exnation.


    “The examination revealed two primary sources for your headaches.


    One from medication side effects, the other from post-traumatic stress disorder, or PTSD.


    Have you experienced any significant past trauma, perhaps an ident?”


    Be readily admitted, “There was a car ident in the past.


    ”


    Kristian felt a cold sweat mp his palms as he listened.


    When Be mentioned the ident, he blurted out, his voice strained, “It was just a minor incident; surely that wouldn’t cause such severe aftereffects, would it?”


    Earle offered a calm assessment.


    “The severity of trauma is often measured by a patient’s psychological resilience, not the severity of the ident itself.


    If she’d experienced emotional distress, seeking treatment as soon as possible is highly rmended.


    ”


    Earle’s lecture left Kristian speechless.


    All he could manage was a choked agreement.


    “You’re right.


    ”


    He was growing flustered by the minute, but he forced himself to remain calm.


    The doctor continued, “For a swift recovery, I suggest psychological counseling.


    It’s more stable.


    ”


    Kristian didn’t question Earle’s expertise.


    But he couldn’t let this continue.


    “I don’t think that’s necessary,” Kristian blurted, turning to Be.


    “These are painful memories.


    Why force yourself to relive them? Some things are best left forgotten.


    They won’t affect our lives.


    There’s no need to torment yourself.


    ”


    He offered a curt nod to Earle.


    “Thank you for examining my wife, but I don’t want her to recall these unhappy memories.


    ”


    With that, he attempted to usher Be away.


    But Be stopped him, her grip on his hand surprisingly firm.


    “I want the treatment,” she dered, her voice unwavering.


    Kristian’s heart plummeted.


    “But…”


    He desperately searched for words to dissuade her.


    “There is nothing to worry about,” Be pressed.


    “Those past memories have haunted me for too long.


    Living in this fog is unbearable.


    I’d rather face the pain and find rity.


    ”


    Be was adamant, and Kristian couldn’t sway her decision.


    After Earle outlined the follow-up treatment ns, they left the hospital.


    Ste offered to apany Be home, but Cordell stopped her.


    “I need to speak with you,” he said.


    “With me?” Ste pointed to herself, puzzled.


    Cordell paused, and then spoke with significance.


    “It’s about Matthew’s personal matters.


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    Be interjected, “Mr.


    rk’s issues are more pressing.


    Kristian and I will manage on our own.


    Ste, you should stay.


    ”


    “Okay,” Ste replied firmly, determined not to miss any details concerning Matthew.