“Help us.” “What?” she replies with confusion. “Help me and Clay. Clearly, you know what he wants better than I do, and I trust you. So if you want to help other couples, then help us.” “Jade, I can’t do that.” “Why not?” I press, although, deep down, I think I know. “Because Clay was my client already and—” “That’s exactly why you should,” I reply. “A moment ago, you didn’t want me to be an accessory in other people’s relationships, and now you’re asking me to be one in yours?” “Yes, and you said this is your job, and you love it, so help me.”
