A con artist starts to take over a woman’s life.
“Welcome to your first day in Rehab”, I said as I gradually looked around at my new set of patients. Surprise, surprise no one seemed pleased to be here. I had everyone go around and introduce him or herself and talk about what was the final moment that landed them here. I was half listening as I was also reading the patients files. I heard a pleasant female voice start talking which quickly turned into crying. I looked up and saw Avery Whitney for the first time. She was a stunning lady. She had dark brown hair, blue eyes and a wealthy air to her. She did not match the “normal rehab” clients that I usually have. (click link to read the rest)