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And does it matter, really? I’ll call her whatever she wants to be called if it makes her feel better. “What did you want to talk to me about?”
“She’s signed a release allowing all of us to share information,” says Jude. “She wouldn’t do that before. It’s why I didn’t contact you when she first came to see me. I had no idea you were her brother, obviously. She called you ‘Cabe.’”
I sigh. “Yeah. She’s called me that since she was a toddler.”
“Well, maybe I should have probed further, but I assumed that was her brother’s actual name. I was trying my best.” He sounds defensive, and I remember how I yelled at him last night, how frustrated I was.
Dr. Greer puts his hand on Jude’s shoulder. “Obviously Jude is concerned at the confusion and distress this revelation has caused,” he says gently.
“Because she signed the consent,” Dr. Prihadi tells me, “I was able to share her treatment history, as well as some of the things you’ve disclosed to me, Caleb. I hope that’s all right.”
My stomach hurts. “It’s fine.” So all of them know, and that’s good. And awful.
“I also told them how you are her primary support. How you manage her medications and get her to all her appointments.”
“That’s not what she told you though, is it?” I say to Jude. I could tell by the way he looked at me last night. Like I was a freaking monster he had to protect her from. Jude presses his lips together, and it’s the only answer I need.
“I have now shared my own formulation of Katie with these gentlemen,” Dr. Prihadi says. “Given her history and her diagnoses, the way she portrayed you to Mr. Lancaster is not surprising. She’s very black-and-white in her thinking, and this is an example of that.”
“I didn’t know she’d been diagnosed with Borderline Personality Disorder,” says Jude, who glances nervously at Dr. Greer.
I look into Dr. Greer’s eyes. There’s more there than I’m understanding. He looks curious? Or assessing, maybe. “You think it’s true, whatever Katie said?” I ask him.
“She disclosed that you attacked a young man with whom she was intimate. That you burst into her room and assaulted him. Was that a lie?”
My jaw clenches. “It was a mistake. I thought he was … someone else.”
“We’ll need to talk that over with Katie, when she’s willing,” says Dr. Prihadi. “She was quite understandably upset about it.” He glances at his watch. “Shall we go in?”
“May I have a few minutes to speak to Mr. McCallum before we join you?” asks Dr. Greer. While the other two head back into the meeting room on the unit, he leads me into the hallway. “I wanted to speak with you about a related matter,” he says. “I also supervise Romy Foerster, and I understand you have had social contact with her as well.”
Social contact. That’s one way of putting it. I’ve felt her body clench around me and tasted her skin. She’s reached into my chest and closed her fingers around my heart. “Yeah.”
“Romy has been attending a weekly group supervision session in which your sister’s case was discussed. Until last night, she was unaware that Jude was talking about your sister—or you.”
“And she heard a bunch of stuff that made me sound like a psycho,” I say hollowly.
He doesn’t even look apologetic about it. “I want to assure you that the case will not be discussed in a group session again. I will be providing individual supervision to Jude, and he will not share any information at all with Romy.”
“She’s not in trouble, is she? I mean, she didn’t do anything wrong. She’s never been anything but nice. She’s never hurt me.” But she could. God, she could. Still, I’d feel awful if this fucked up situation made things hard for her. “I really appreciated the way she helped Jude with my sister.”
He holds his hands up. “Oh, no, she’s not in any trouble at all, though it’s important that she keep the boundaries between her personal and professional life very clear. However, I know this must be jarring for you to hear, and strange in the least to know that she’s been in possession of this information. Your sister described your behavior in ways that … well.”
So basically, Romy—whose last relationship was with a guy who hit her—has been hearing about how my sister thinks I’m doing the same kind of shit. “Fuck,” I mutter.
“I want to offer you access to therapeutic services if you need that support as you move on.”
As I move on? That ache in my chest returns, except now it feels like someone’s clawing at my insides. “I’m not really interested, but thanks for the offer,” I manage to say. “Can we go talk to Katie now?” I hold up the bag I brought with me. “I have some things for her.”
He smiles. “Of course. I’m sure she’ll be happy to wear some of her own clothes.”
He strides back toward the psychiatric unit, and I follow, all my questions from this morning answered all my stupid hopes and what ifs blown to hell.

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Dan bedanya, benar-benar? Saya akan menelepon dia apa yang dia inginkan untuk dipanggil jika hal itu membuat dia merasa lebih baik. "Apa Apakah Anda ingin bicara dengan saya tentang?""Dia telah menandatangani sebuah rilis yang memungkinkan kita semua untuk berbagi informasi," kata Yudas. "Dia tidak akan melakukan itu sebelum. Itu sebabnya saya tidak menghubungi Anda ketika dia pertama kali datang menemui saya. Aku tidak tahu kau kakaknya, jelas. Dia disebut 'Cabe.' "Aku menghela napas. "ya. Dia telah memanggil saya bahwa sejak balita.""Yah, mungkin aku harus telah diselidiki lebih lanjut, tetapi saya berasumsi bahwa nama sebenarnya kakaknya. Aku sedang mencoba terbaik." Ia terdengar defensif, dan saya ingat bagaimana aku berteriak padanya tadi malam, bagaimana frustrasi saya.Dr Greer menempatkan tangannya di bahu Yudas. "Jelas Yudas bersangkutan di kebingungan dan kesusahan Wahyu ini telah menyebabkan," katanya lembut."Karena dia menandatangani persetujuan," Dr Prihadi memberitahu saya, "Aku adalah dapat berbagi Riwayat pengobatan nya, serta beberapa hal-hal yang Anda telah diungkapkan kepada padaku, Caleb. Saya berharap itu boleh.Sakit perut saya. "Baik-baik saja." Jadi mereka semua tahu, dan itu baik. Dan mengerikan."Saya juga mengatakan kepada mereka bagaimana Anda adalah dukungan utama. Bagaimana Anda mengelola obat-obatan dan mendapatkan dia untuk semua janji-Nya.""Itulah tidak apa katanya Anda walaupun, itu?" Aku berkata Yudas. Saya dapat mengatakan dengan cara dia memandang saya tadi malam. Seperti aku freaking rakasa ia untuk melindunginya dari. Yudas menekan bibirnya bersama-sama, dan itu adalah satu-satunya jawaban yang saya butuhkan."Saya telah sekarang berbagi saya sendiri perumusan Katie dengan tuan-tuan ini," kata Dr Prihadi. "Mengingat asal-usulnya dan dia diagnosa, cara dia digambarkan Anda Mr Lancaster ini tidak mengherankan. Dia sangat hitam-putih dalam berpikir, dan ini adalah contoh itu.""Aku tidak tahu dia didiagnosis dengan gangguan kepribadian batas," kata Yudas, yang pandang gugup di Greer Dr.Aku melihat ke dalam mata Dr Greer. Ada ada lebih banyak daripada aku 'm pemahaman. Dia tampak aneh? Atau menilai, mungkin. "Anda pikir ini benar, Katie apa pun kata?" Aku bertanya kepadanya."Dia mengungkapkan bahwa Anda menyerang seorang pria dengan siapa dia adalah intim. Bahwa Anda meledak ke kamarnya dan diserang dia. Itu bohong?"Rahang saya clenches. "Itu adalah kesalahan. Saya pikir dia adalah... orang lain.""Kita harus berbicara yang atas dengan Katie, ketika dia bersedia," kata Dr Prihadi. "Dia adalah cukup dimengerti kecewa tentang hal itu." Ia pandang Watch nya. "Akan kami pergi?""Mungkin saya memiliki beberapa menit untuk berbicara kepada Mr McCallum sebelum kita bergabung Anda?" meminta Dr Greer. Sementara dua lainnya kepala kembali ke ruang pertemuan pada unit, dia membawa saya ke dalam lorong. "Saya ingin berbicara dengan Anda tentang masalah yang berkaitan," katanya. "Saya juga mengawasi Romy Foerster, dan aku mengerti Anda memiliki kontak sosial dengan dia juga."Kontak sosial. Itu adalah salah satu cara untuk memasukkannya. Aku sudah merasa tubuhnya mengepalkan di sekitar saya dan mencicipi kulitnya. Dia telah mencapai ke dada dan menutup jari-jarinya di hatiku. "ya."“Romy has been attending a weekly group supervision session in which your sister’s case was discussed. Until last night, she was unaware that Jude was talking about your sister—or you.”“And she heard a bunch of stuff that made me sound like a psycho,” I say hollowly.He doesn’t even look apologetic about it. “I want to assure you that the case will not be discussed in a group session again. I will be providing individual supervision to Jude, and he will not share any information at all with Romy.”“She’s not in trouble, is she? I mean, she didn’t do anything wrong. She’s never been anything but nice. She’s never hurt me.” But she could. God, she could. Still, I’d feel awful if this fucked up situation made things hard for her. “I really appreciated the way she helped Jude with my sister.”He holds his hands up. “Oh, no, she’s not in any trouble at all, though it’s important that she keep the boundaries between her personal and professional life very clear. However, I know this must be jarring for you to hear, and strange in the least to know that she’s been in possession of this information. Your sister described your behavior in ways that … well.”So basically, Romy—whose last relationship was with a guy who hit her—has been hearing about how my sister thinks I’m doing the same kind of shit. “Fuck,” I mutter.“I want to offer you access to therapeutic services if you need that support as you move on.”As I move on? That ache in my chest returns, except now it feels like someone’s clawing at my insides. “I’m not really interested, but thanks for the offer,” I manage to say. “Can we go talk to Katie now?” I hold up the bag I brought with me. “I have some things for her.”He smiles. “Of course. I’m sure she’ll be happy to wear some of her own clothes.”He strides back toward the psychiatric unit, and I follow, all my questions from this morning answered all my stupid hopes and what ifs blown to hell.