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“Judge Chambers,” Andrew says quickly. “I would like to request that her psychiatrist, Matthew Sharpe, be appointed as a caretaker as well. She has been in therapy for a long time, and it is imperative that she keep consistent with her care. She has made seriousallegations against her father for rape, and I do not think it is in her best interest to be in his care.”
“Have there ever been reports filed?” Judge Chambers asks.
“No,” Andrew sighs.
“I will appoint Mr. Sharpe as well as Mr. Carrington, but I am going to grant him twenty-four hours to keep her in his care until documentation can be provided for these allegations,” Judge Chambers says. “I am also dismissing the protection order for lack of evidence.”
“No,” I yell, tears falling. “No, you can’t do that. Please don’t do this.” Dad walks toward me, and I immediately turn and run to Dominic. He puts his back to Dad and Leon. The bailiff comes towards us, but I throw my arms around Dominic.
“I’ll fix it. I swear to God, I’ll fix it,” Dominic promises. “You keep your phone hidden. You call me, okay? Call the police if he touches you. Either of them.”
“Stop,” Matt says, pulling me away from him. “Look at me. I need you to trust me, okay?”
“Okay,” I whimper.
“I need you to request a voluntary commitment,” he says softly. “Right now, Myra.”
“But…”
“Now. Right now,” he says again.
“Judge,” I say loud enough that he can hear me. “I am requesting to be voluntarily committed for a psychiatric evaluation.”
He looks angry that I’m asking, but he can’t deny it. “Okay,” he says through gritted teeth. “I will allow you to transport yourself under Mr. Sharpe’s care. You have one hour.”
Dominic immediately leads me out of the room, and we don’t stop. When we get to the truck, he pulls me into his lap, and Matt gets in before shutting the door. I am shaking and sobbing as he holds me. I feel like the world is coming down around me.
“I’m so sorry,” he whispers through tears. “I’ll fix this. I promise.”
“He’s going to hurt me again,” I cry.
“I’ll stay with you,” Matt says. “I’ll be doing the evaluation. I’ll keep you in a treatment room with me. The door will be locked, and we can hang out there until Dom and Andrew get things worked out.”
“You promise?” I ask.
“Yes, sweetie. I promise,” he says. “The room will be constantly recorded, but no one will have access besides me. We will have to go through the motions, but I think that will be good.”
“I don’t want to live with him,” I say.
“You won’t,” Andrew says from the front seat. “I’m going to at least get it so that either your fatherorMatt can sign off on things. Once I get that, I want you and Dominic to get married.”
“What?” I ask.
“If you are married, you can live with him, and he gains control. He can then end the conservatorship,” Andrew says. “Do the evaluation, and we will get someone to advocate that you were not suicidal. Also, I need to prove that Leon is paying the judge.”
“Okay,” I sigh.
“Let’s go,” Dominic says. “We can stay in the truck until you have to go in with Matt.”
Chapter Eight
Myra
When Matt and Ifirst got here, they took everything from me and made me change into plain scrubs before we could go to the room. I immediately curled up on the couch with my head in Matt’s lap.
“Hey,” Matt says, brushing my hair out of my face. “Sit up here and talk to me.”
“I hate this. I just want to go home,” I say quietly.
