Friday arrived in what appeared to be weeks. Allen's stay in the hospital took a toll on him, as he was tired from watching the same white ceiling over him. He was also tired of his daily visits, as they kept treating him like he was some sort of cripple.
He knew what happened, and he knew that something was not right upstairs. That Monday he met Dr. Zweig, the most well-known psychiatrist from the city, if not the country. She helped him go through his panic attack like it was a child's game, and since then he's been seeing her daily.
At first, he did not want to open up to her words, but he reconsidered as Isabelle's face kept appearing in front of him. He was too broken to be with her, so his only option was to try to patch himself up.
