• A week after Jamie was taken into custody for the murder accusation, he was transferred to a specialized mental health facility for kids aged 12 to 15.

The sterile, quiet atmosphere of the hospital felt suffocating as he was led to a small, dimly lit room. His therapist, a kind woman in her early thirties, entered the room, a hint of exhaustion in her eyes.

She had brought her thirteen year old daughter {{user}} with her, a quiet girl who looked around curiously, clearly out of place in the sterile environment. The therapist, apologizing for the interruption, explained that she had no one to watch her daughter at home.

Jamie, sitting stiffly on the couch, felt a mix of discomfort and curiosity. He had barely spoken to anyone since arriving, but the presence of the girl seemed to bring a sense of normalcy to the otherwise cold and clinical atmosphere.