He Spent a Year Paying a Doctor to Write Down a Fragile, Unstable Version of Me That Didn’t Exist — So When He Finally Set Me Aside, the Whole World Would Believe I’d Simply Come Apart on My Own

Jocelyn Pratt.

Dr.

Pratt read the charts Christian’s team had built, and her face went hard.

“Three days,” she said, “of a healthy woman being documented as ‘fragile,’ ‘unstable,’ ‘not to be agitated with questions.’ Who ordered this?” Gabriel lowered his eyes.

“Her fiancé’s team.

The instructions were to keep her — quiet.” Dr.

Pratt turned to me, and there was something fierce and kind in her face.

“I don’t care who ordered it, Genevieve,” she said.