“Vivian, he isn’t here. This isn’t Larry,” said Finnick as he pointed at nothing. However, Vivian ignored his words and shoved him away.
“Finnick, you’re his father. How could you say that? Look, our little pumpkin is standing right in front of us!” she demanded while pointing at the figure she saw.
Finnick froze, not knowing what to say.
He was racking his brains, trying to find a solution, when Benedict rushed down the hallway toward them.
After both men exchanged brief greetings, Benedict immediately asked about Vivian’s condition.
The crowd dispersed once the show was over. Finnick started explaining everything to Benedict.
“That wasn’t Larry, but Vivian refused to listen to me. She insisted it was Larry. Well, I’m at a loss now.” Finnick knitted his brows in concern.
“Remember the psychologist? Let’s bring Vivian to him now,” suggested Benedict. There was no other choice now. They had to try all available means.
Finnick nodded in agreement. Back then, Vivian recovered after taking the drugs. He didn’t know if she could recover easily this time, but he still had to give it a try.
Knock, knock, knock! At the doctor’s office, Benedict and Finnick knocked three times before entering with Vivian.
When the doctor spotted Finnick, he immediately knew Finnick’s wife had relapsed.
“Can you examine my wife?” asked Finnick as he helped Vivian onto the chair.
Vivian didn’t want to sit, but she was no match for the two men.
The doctor examined her and came up with his diagnosis soon. Vivian was living in her own imaginary world. No one could enter her world, and she couldn’t leave it either. It was up to her to get out of it.
“How is she?” Finnick gazed at the doctor earnestly. A bitter smile appeared on the doctor’s lips.
It looks like he cares for his wife a lot. I remember how aloof he was back then. Now, he’s keen to know his wife’s condition.
“There are two solutions. The first one is hypnosis. Mrs. Norton will experience the same thing all over again through this method. The second is to do nothing and allow her to live in her imaginary world.”
The doctor presented two solutions immediately without using any complicated medical terms so Finnick could understand easily. It was now up to Finnick to pick one.
“She will experience it all over again? What if her condition worsens?” Finnick was afraid she wouldn’t be able to take another blow.
I can’t afford to lose her. She might be living in her imaginary world now, but at least she’s still happy. Maybe this is for the best.
Finnick made up his mind and looked at Benedict, who shot him an encouraging nod. They dared not try anything reckless as Vivian’s life was at stake.
The consequences would be too hard to bear.
“Let’s take the safe approach,” said Finnick. He sounded worn out.
That was within the doctor’s expectations, so he nodded readily.
“I’ll prescribe some meds for Mrs. Norton to aid with her condition,” he replied. Finnick nodded in approval, so he began writing the prescription down. Finnick glanced at the prescription and went to retrieve the medication, leaving Vivian with Benedict.
It was similar to the prescription previously, but there were some minor changes to it. Hopefully, Vivian will recover after taking her meds, he thought.
As he strode out, he wondered if he should bring Vivian home to recuperate. It would be better for her to rest at home. He could also take care of her.
