Sam's POV
"How are you doing so far, Sam?" The question for the past three sessions, and each one of them I had the same answer, today was different.
I sat up, placing my feet on the black carpet as I lifted my gaze to Josephine's. She shouldn't be my therapist, but she was my comfort person, the only one after Sophia I could feel myself around.
And I told Sophia I was going to get help, but I never mentioned who I was going to for that kind of help.
Or she just trusted me not to go to Josephine.
"It's s**t. Kylie is staying at our place until she gives birth, or maybe until my brother man up and makes up with her. Sophia was the one who told her to stay with us…" I paused, tilting my head as my worries filled my brain once again.
Kylie needed someone to help her, Alec wasn't availa
