Free The Billionaire's Baby (The Romero Brothers, Book 5) by Shadonna Richards Page A

all in your mind. Hence, the reason she was still seeing a therapist
so many years after the death of her family members. She hoped she was not
having one of those paranoid panic attacks.
    Through much
counselling and focus on the present moment and psychotherapy, Amber was able
to ease her distress. But her selective amnesia hadn’t changed surrounding that
fatal night. “Maybe you don’t want to remember, Amber,” Dr. Danye once told her. He told her that sometimes the brain worked to protect a person
from unpleasant memories in order to function. Especially if it was something
horrific to remember that the victim could not change. Some had dubbed the
phenomena “conscious memory loss.”
    She wouldn’t know
what she would have done if Dr. Danye wasn’t a part
of her life. He had rescued her many times.
    “Good to see you
again, Amber,” Dr. Danye said as he walked slowly
into his office, limping slightly. From the time she’d known him, he always
walked with that odd gait. Something from his childhood. That was one of the reasons she felt so connected to Dr. Danye ;
he could relate to being scarred from an early age.
    Dr. Danye closed the door behind him.
    “How’s the baby?”
He studied her with a warm smile.
    “Great. She
passed her obstetrician visit with flying colors. The baby is doing fine and is
on schedule,” Amber beamed.
    “Good. Glad to
hear it. And how are you doing
today?” He sat down at his desk. His back faced the door, which Amber found
interesting. She’d always been told it was good to have an escape plan if
you’re ever in a dangerous situation. She’d heard about some patients getting
aggressive and lashing out at the doctor and the poor medical professional
trapped in his own office without the ability to flee.
    Oh, why had that
awful thought crossed her mind? Sometimes she had way too much thought traffic traversing
her mind. Think
positive, Amber. Think only
good thoughts.
    “Getting better
and better every day,” she chanted with an empowering smile. She was not going
let negative thoughts or energy consume her and muddy up her perception of life.
In the past she fought hard to overcome negative emotions and bitterness,
especially over the unfairness of her family’s tragic deaths and the criminals
responsible getting away with the murders. Dr. Danye told her that dwelling on that day for the rest of her life would not bring
them back, it would only rob her of a future and that to honor their memory it was better that she moved forward because it’s what her parents
would have wanted. He was probably right.
      She’d also read somewhere about the power
of positive words to heal. She read one doctor had famously told a patient to
repeat the words “every day in every way I’m getting better and better.” She
wasn’t sure how much it would actually help but it couldn’t hurt. It truly lifted
her mood when she chanted the phrase.
    “Good. That’s
good to hear. Now, tell me what’s on your mind,” he invited, and he shuffled
some notes on his desk.
    “Well, I’m still
having those dreams.”
    “Oh?”
    “Yeah. They had
stopped for a while but then a few weeks ago, it was just terrible. I woke up
in a sweat.”
    “Why didn’t you
call my office? You know we’re on call. If I’m not here, my answering service
will pick up.”
    “It was late at
night. It wasn’t like I was having a crisis. It’s not like in the past. But it
seemed so real.”
    “Was there
anything different in this dream?”
    “No. Dr. Danye , why can’t I remember? I know we’ve been through this
a lot but…I just can’t remember anything.”
    “Maybe there
isn’t anything to remember, Amber. You said you had blacked out.”
    “I did. But…I
wish there was something I could remember in order to help the case.”
    “Help the case?”
    “Yes. Oh, I
forgot to mention. I just learned the police have reopened the investigation. I
think a witness may have come forth after watching some