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rabe

rs, but now, the only battle that m

g left to do, but I didn't sur

ehind me snapped me out of my daze. I tu

oots clicking against the tiled floor as I

arge smile he gave me. I wished I could share the same happiness with

that made people believe I was fine... an

around here waiting till his time is up. Let's have a talk, hm?" Dr. Gareth gestured to the hallwa

d to the smell after four years of frequenting this place, but it never got easier. It was just as hard-because a part of me knew that som

me a polite smile and gestured for me to come in. I walked in, dropping my purse on the table be

an attractive man, likely in his late twenties, with blond hair and light green eyes-though that

He cut straight to the point,

I'd rather you not worry about me, Gareth. I'll be

've known you for four years. You're not doing yourself any favors, nor a

estyle. Sure, I knew that my company required a lot from me, but it had been

oping today?" I chang

himself pretty well today. Someone his age dealing with PTSD and sever

to gauge m

back at him. "I don't want him in therapy, Gareth. We've talked about this. He doesn't li

imply pulled out his handkerchief and handed

my eyes with it and se

e I care. I never want to see you hurt-and you know that. Your happiness comes from Theo, and rig

in my chest. "Please tell me they have

me everything I

leaning my head back against the cha

lant, they said. But I wasn't a match. I had searched every database I could, paid

to New York, Mirabell

e to him. "What?

e than anyone. He was the best medical professional for Theo. Replacing him wo

unity for me. But take this as a sign. You're

chest. "Yeah... why?"

uma. Please consider meeting her at least once. And also..." He paused. "You said his

hope, but I was strugglin

if he was

first time in years-with my son-for a business deal...

w, it was

as her. He had no

get tested-to see if he could save t

w, I will see Et