Melanie moved through the day in a daze, barely registering the world around her as she worked. She was already behind on every project-thanks to her hospital 'staycation' that had kept her away last week-and now, as if that wasn't enough, she found herself reeling from the avalanche of truth bombs that had been dropped on her since. Each revelation seemed more staggering than the last, leaving her numb inside out.
How exactly was one supposed to come to terms with something like this? With the devastating knowledge that the one person they had trusted the most-the one they had loved unconditionally all their life- had been the very one responsible for something like that? That the arms that had once comforted them had, in fact, stolen them from everything and everyone they were meant to know?
