I think I just…
Rebecca White’s face was a mix of shock and disbelief. Sherilyn, I think I just saw Eddy.
Him? Sherilyn’s brows shot up. What would he be doing here? Are you sure you didn’t mistake someone else for him?
No way. Rebecca’s forehead creased in a familiar frown. I’ve known him for eight years. I could recognize him from just his silhouette, even from the back of his head. There’s no way I’d get it wrong.
Which way did he go?
Sherilyn pointed down the corridor.
That way!
Don’t stress about it. Sherilyn took Rebecca’s arm and steered her along, talking as they walked. If you think you saw him, let’s go check. If it’s not him, we’ll know soon enough. Come on!
They headed toward the clinic’s restrooms.
At this hour, the corridor was completely empty no sign of life anywhere. They couldn’t exactly barge into the restroom to check, either.
Maybe we should
Sherilyn! Before Sherilyn could finish, Rebecca suddenly gripped her arm tighter, eyes locked ahead.
It’s him!
Sherilyn saw him too. Just outside the restroom, Eddy stepped out, pausing momentarily.
Rebecca let go and walked straight toward him.
Rebecca? Eddy’s surprise was obvious; he’d seen her too. What are you…?”
For a moment, they just stared at each other. Rebecca stopped right in front of him, her expression complicated.
You’re wondering what I’m doing here? She let out a bitter laugh. Honestly, that’s what I want to ask you. What are you doing here, Eddy?
I… Eddy’s voice faltered, words failing him.
Rebecca’s gaze dropped to his arm.
He wore a crisp white shirt, his suit jacket folded over his left elbow. The right sleeve was rolled up, exposing his forearm. Two-thirds of it was tightly wrapped in medical gauze-stark, sterile white against his skin.
You’re hurt? What happened?
It’s nothing, Eddy said, forcing a smile, eyes darting away. Just a scratch.
He was lying, and she knew it.
Rebecca pressed her lips together and nodded toward the lounge. Let’s go inside and talk.
…Alright.
In the lounge, Rebecca and Eddy sat across from each other. Sherilyn took a seat a little further away, giving them space.
I’ll go first, Rebecca said, breaking the silence. I’m here to see Dr. Wilson about my sleepwalking. I’ve finally recovered the memories I lost that year.
She paused, searching his face. And you? Tell me the truth, Eddy. If you’re just going to dodge the question, don’t bother saying anything at all.
Alright… Eddy managed a weary smile, struggling for words.
I’m here for…well, for psychological reasons. He didn’t bother denying it.
Rebecca’s frown deepened. So your problem is…?
Rebecca… Eddy took a long, slow breath, then another, and another, clearly finding it hard to speak.
At last, he forced out the words: Bipolar disorder.”
What?
Rebecca froze, her eyes wide with shock. For a moment, a wave of dizziness washed over her and she instinctively shut her eyes.
Rebecca? Eddy leaned across the table in alarm, reaching for her hand. You look pale… are you alright?
I’m… I’m fine.
She opened her eyes again, her breathing shallow, her eyes glistening. She repeated, almost in a whisper, Bi-polar disorder?
Yes. Eddy nodded, his left hand resting protectively over the bandaged arm.
So… Rebecca looked at him, putting the pieces together. You hurt your arm yourself, didn’t you?
…Yes. Eddy didn’t try to deny it.
Rebecca’s heart thudded painfully in her chest.
So then…
In just a few seconds, a thousand thoughts flashed through her mind, piecing together a realization-shocking, but somehow, it all made sense.
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