Sign the Papers Mr. Langford novel Chapter 462

Julian stayed silent.

Daisy continued, "Later, when Stellaris asked if I wanted to be a patient consultant, I didn't want to agree at first. I was terrified of becoming just another patient written into some corporate brochure. But Wren told me I only had to speak up about the uncomfortable parts, and that I could retract my involvement at any time. That's when I felt this time might actually be different."

She looked up at Julian.

"Julian, I don't want them twisting this into some story about you having a crush on Wren. That's why I'm stepping up to help."

Julian lowered his eyes.

"Then put it in writing."

"Who's going to listen?"

"Start by writing it for the people who have to listen," he said. "The Ethics Board, Stellaris, the hospital. The internet might not listen, but the official process will preserve your voice."

Daisy stared at him.

After a moment, she flipped her laptop open again.

"Then I'm going to be aggressive about it."

Julian nodded. "Go ahead."

"Don't try to sanitize my tone."

"I won't."

Daisy took a deep breath and deleted the polite, by-the-books introduction she had previously drafted.

She started typing furiously.

Patient Consultant Opinion: Daisy York.

Let me clarify first: I am no one's relational alibi, nor am I a marketing prop for this project. I joined Stellaris because, as a former patient, I have personally endured toxic positivity, obsessive monitoring, and relentless over-explanation. I know exactly how degrading that feels.

After hammering out the first paragraph, she paused.

Her heart was racing.

It felt just like the first time she had let go of the handrails in physical therapy.

Julian sat beside her, not looking at the screen, simply keeping her company in quiet solidarity.

Daisy kept typing.

Patients don't necessarily want to become inspirational stories.

Patients don't necessarily want to be encouraged.