CHAPTER SIX
ELISA
“Well, Elisa, you look happy again.”
I can feel myself smiling as I sink into Dr. Williams’s comfy sofa. I meet her eyes and notice she’s traded her puff of hair for a long braid.
“You look nice.”
“Thank you,” she replies. “So, what’s on your mind this week? Any panic we need to address?”
I think. “No, not really.”
“Anything you want to talk about?”
I shrug, feeling shy.
“Did you see Luke again?”
A snorty little laugh escapes. “You say you’re not psychic.”
“I take it that’s a yes? And based on how red your face is and how you’re not meeting my eyes anymore, that you had some fun.”
“Something like that,” I mumble.
An expression I can’t quite read crosses her face. “Did you sleep with him? Is that why you look excited and guilty at the same time?”
I splutter f
