Sometimes there are monsters hiding in the people we love. Monsters we don’t see until it’s too late. As a psychologist to abuse victims, I see the damage those monsters can cause every day and the hell the women go through to regain their lives. My experiences in life are a double-edged sword. Without them, I wouldn’t understand the women who seek my professional help. Having them has ruined me for any woman. I refuse to let history repeat itself. I know the statistics of what should become of me, but I’m fighting the monster inside of me every day. I can’t turn my back on any woman who needs my help, and Dr. Lindsey Perkins is no exception. With an escaped convict she helped put away after her, she needs my protection more than anyone. But when she gets too close, who’s going to save her from me? I’ve built these walls for a reason. A reason Lindsey is determined to uncover. It’s better for her to only know me as Dr. Hatcher and leave Joseph behind the walls.

We all want to feel accepted, but sometimes we do unacceptable things. When we push it too far and do the unforgivable, are we still allowed to hope for that acceptance?Or are we doomed to accept a life of loneliness?My current bed friend is someone who’s struggling to find his own acceptance. His big crime? He’s following his dreams. His father can’t accept the fact he no longer wants to follow in his footsteps. Should he be shut out because he quit the family business? I don’t think so. But if he should, I’ve got bigger problems.My crime?I cheated on my husband and then killed the man I cheated with. Would you still accept me?