Xander sat slouched on the couch, one hand buried in his hair. “I can’t get the image out of my head,” he said quietly.
“I almost did something I’d live to regret for the rest of my life.”
Dr. Hales leaned forward slightly, her voice calm and measured. “Everything happened in the heat of the moment, the most important thing is that you managed to come out of it.”
“I can’t even bring myself to look at her face” Xander’s voice cracked. “She doesn't want me in the house, and I don’t even know if I can face her without bringing up our issues.”
Dr. Hales nodded slowly. “So what are you afraid of most, Xander? Losing her… or proving yourself right?”
The question hit him like a slap. He looked down, unable to answer.
“You’ve been suppressing every instinct since that accident,” she continue
