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Freya:
This was not a topic I had allowed myself to think of often, let alone speak about with others. It exposed too many scars, too many unhealed wounds from my life. I had never felt close enough to someone to allow myself to be so vulnerable.
He continued to work on my back, neither of us breaking the silence for several moments. Finally, turning from the table I lay on to grab some supplies, he spoke.
“I figured it had all gotten to be too much. Sometimes it's all too much.”
It was as if those words were the key, unlocking the walls I had spent my entire life carefully crafting. My emotions and memories swelled, threatening to overwhelm me. The tears poured from my eyes silently as Geralt continued his gentle efforts along my back.
I could feel him wiping away the poulti
