"Paris, you are still needed here. Paris, can you hear me?"
"R-rachel?"
"No, sweetie, this is your therapist."
Paris doesn't speak after that.
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Rachel
Short StoryParis and Rachel, Rachel and Paris. Then the car crash. Now there's only Paris.
Six.
"Paris, you are still needed here. Paris, can you hear me?"
"R-rachel?"
"No, sweetie, this is your therapist."
Paris doesn't speak after that.