Chapter Eight

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 "Why are you here today Ms. Lightning? I stared incredulously at her for a while then simply shrugged and relaxed into the comfortable couch I got so used to. "The same reason why I come every time: to sit and stare for an hour." My therapist gave me her famous unimpressed look that I've come to find very amusing. Things between us were never the best doctor-patient situation, and I guess it was really getting to her now. "Aella I can't help you if you don’t talk to me" Doctor Smith said with an exaggerated sigh. "I don’t want to talk," I told her truthfully. "Then why do you come here?" She asked, but for some reason it wasn't the same like all the other times she asked me that question. It was like she was onto something, which completely got me alert. No way could she have known

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