Sebastian's POV
The door of the psychiatrist's office clicked shut behind me, and I took a deep breath, letting the cool morning air into my lungs. It had been years since I had last set foot in that old building, and it had evoked memories I'd have preferred not to be reminded of. But if I were to change, if I were ever to be a kind of man for Scarlett and our child, I couldn't keep running away from my demons.
Far away, I trekked toward the car, my mind jumbled with the session I just had and the mountain I still had to climb. Dr. Harper herself had not changed much. She was still as calm and collected as I remembered, with the same piercing gaze that seemed to see right through me, and it had been sobering talking to her after all this time.
She didn’t sugarcoat things, reminding me
