Chapter 17

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Isabella's POV

As I get ready I check the time constantly. I don't want to be late for my therapy appointment. I throw on a little makeup and brush my hair. 

Tara texts me about twenty minutes later.

Tara: I'm here :)

As I run downstairs I see Colby in the kitchen. 

"Hey! Grab some toast." He yells at me.

"Okay." I say running back and grabbing a piece of toast.

When we get to the office Tara drops me off.  

"I'll be here for you." Tara says as I get out of the car.

"Thanks." I say closing the door.

When I walk into the office I see a lady sitting at the front desk typing on a computer.

"Um... hi I'm here for an appointment." I say mumbling. 

"First time?" She asks looking up at me.

"Yeah. Is it obvious?" I ask nervously. 

"A little, but this is my job. To notice that stuff." She says with a smile. 

"Yeah." I say smiling back.

"Katie will see you in a minute." She says.

"Okay thank you." I go and sit in a chair. 

"Isabella Wilson." A lady says opening a door.

I get up and walk through the door.

"Right this way." She says pointing me to an open room. 

"Okay." I say as I walk into the room.

As I walk in she gestures towards a couch for me to sit in. As I sit down the lady pulls out a notebook and opens it. 

"Hi I'm Katie." She says smiling at me.

"Hi I'm Isabella but you can call me Izzy." 

"Okay Izzy. So why are you here?" She asks me.

"Um life has been a little chaotic and my dad said I should be here." I say tearing up.

"What's been going on?" 

"Well I just found out the guy I've been calling dad isn't actually my dad and Colby is my dad which is weird that I just called him my dad." I ramble.

"Okay so let's talk about that." She says with a reassuring smile. 

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