Julia’s P.O.V
“On our last meeting you reflected on how you felt as if people left because you are never enough, you are shallow and have nothing to give which leads to you feeling as if it would be better if you freed them of your existence, is that right Miss Thomas?”
I nod my head, my eyes cast down with my legs folded. The sleeves of the sweater was the victim of my anxiety as I pulled and pulled at it. My eyes burned, my cheeks burned from crying all night. It had been rough, it had been the worst time of my life and I could barely even talk at some point but I was getting better. My head lowered to the sweater, feeling the pain it brought and also feeling the comfort for I felt like he was with me in the room, I felt like he was holding my hand.
My head dipped up.
“Ye
