The Therapist [h.s]

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Camila's POV

"Hi, I'm Camila,"

"I'm Harry."

"Why are you here today?"

"I need you to fix me."

"What needs fixing?"

"Everything."

"Care to elaborate?" I was pushing my luck, I knew I was. That was the thing about being a therapist- the patient always hated you for wanting to know more. I suppose inviting someone into your brain isn't exactly pleasant.

He drummed his fingers over his thighs as he thought, the face that had been plastered over billboards worldwide was in some sort of pain.

"No."

I sighed, he was the type to be difficult. To not want to change.

"We'll have sessions on Mondays and Wednesdays," I said writing down some times before handing them to him. He didn't smile or say thank you, instead he just got up and went.

"That went well," I mumbled before getting ready for my next client.

I'm really excited to write this book, and I hope that it will be interesting.

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This book consists of short chapters that are full of dialogue seeing as it is set in a Therapist's office (for the most part anyway).

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