BLUEBELL'S POV
PRESENT TIME
"Good morning Mrs.Emerland,"I courtseyed her immediately I joined her in the session at her office.
"How are you today Bluebell?"She asked with a sweet smile on her face.
"I don't know, but I think I am getting better,"I whispered.
"Anything you want to share?"
"I see my dead daughter every night. The same dream comes over and over and I just want it to stop."I explained with a shaky voice.
"Can you know the reason?"She tried to understand.
"I guess I do,"I mumbled.
"Can you share it with me?"She inquired.
"Yes,"
"Go on please,"
"I know it's a bad idea but each time I text Jared I find the nightmares,"I recalled.
"If so, then why do you text him?"She implored.
"Because I am lonely at night. Nine months ago, we were perfect, sleeping next to each ot
