*MELIAN POV*
Therapy with Peter went really well today. I had a couple big breakthroughs, and I was able to face them head on. Today we spoke a lot about what I remembered about my mother. I was very young when she died, and most of my memories of her get smothered by all the bad memories of my father and brothers. However, today, Peter was able to help me get through that wall that was keeping me from her.
Once we broke through, it was like she hadn't left me years ago, but it felt very recent. I swore I could smell gardenias and coconuts. It was the smell of my mother's bath oils. I remember it well because I got in trouble a few times for getting into them. The more I walked down memory lane, the more I could remember. I can remember the way she walked, and how her hair fell over her
