ANNA:
I go to my settings and I block his number, nausea rising. I feel like I am going to throw up. I send Dr. Laurel a text. “Jason is dangerous, I will explain later. Don’t let him in to your office! I am fine right now but blocked all contact with him and will be breaking all ties with him.” I send the text hoping that if he shows up to the session tonight, that Dr. Laurel will call the police or something… anything. I get to work, I have a few items to finish for presentations on Monday and don’t want to put them off until the weekend. I am deeply engrossed in my work when my phone rings. “Anna Breceda,” it is still weird to say that. “Anna, why aren’t you answering my texts?” s**t, it is Jason again. “Listen, I can’t talk right now, but I don’t think it is a good ide
