Eleanor stomped inside her room and shut the door close with force, making a loud noise. She felt herself getting agitated about the way he was taunting her now and then. First Tyler, and then he was rubbing his victory in her face. She wanted to scream at him but left before she gave him the satisfaction of making her upset.
She sat on her bed heavily and closed her eyes, trying to calm her breathing, but it was not coming. She could feel the loud thudding of her heart against her chest and knew that she needed to talk to someone.
Perhaps her therapist would be available right now. Eleanor picked up her phone and called her therapist. After a few rings, she picked up.
“Hey, Melanie. Are you available to talk right now?” Eleanor asked breathlessly, clutching her dress in her hand.
“Yes
