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Caroline headed into work feeling like she had the hangover from hell, even though she’d felt fine before her session with Rachel. To say it hadn’t gone entirely the way she’d planned it would be an understatement, but she’d long had the feeling it was coming.
The thing that had struck her most was Rachel’s reaction, or lack of one. All that came was sympathy and empathy, and she felt instantly at ease, free from judgement. Judgement had been her curse ever since Stuie died, even though all judgement had been her own.
She’d seen the power the police had to make everything okay, to help life move on in the only way possible. Of course, things had been far from okay. There’d been days, many days, when she’d been desperate to scream the truth from the rooftops. But what good would it ha
