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Chapter Thirty-One

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"So, Chloe, how are you feeling today?"

The past few days had been like hell. For starters, sleep didn't come easily to me anymore and if I happened to lull off into a deep, blissful slumber, nightmares would happily wake me up in a complete mess with sweat dripping down my forehead. Every little noise would make me jump up in shock because there was always this nagging feeling of someone being there, watching me ever since that thing had scared the crap out of me exactly a week ago. And with that constant paranoia of mine that kept me all jumpy twenty-four-seven and a tired freaking mess, the urge to eat was gone and I stuck to the idea of just laying in bed with my phone in hands as a distraction.

So as I was facing my therapist, a younger woman around the age of thirty with blond hair framing her heart shaped face and dark, brown eyes called Ms. Clark, I decided to let a tiny lie slip past my lips. As Ms. Clark once had said already, I was slowly getting better so a simple, little lie surely wouldn't do that much of a damage, right? And honestly, I did not want to talk about how those hazel eyes haunted me in my nightmares again, those very nightmares that had stopped about six months ago and both my therapist and I were sure of for them to never appear again, let alone so soon. No, now was not to time to think back of what those hazel eyes had caused me.

The past was the past. It happened and it was something I did not intend for to happen again.

"I'm doing fine," I said, crossing one leg over the other as I pushed my brown wavy hair behind my ear as a short distraction to ease my racing heart a little.

Ms. Clark only raised an eyebrow at me, clearing her throat as she nodded to herself shorty and began to scribble something down on the clipboard she had on her lap. Obviously, I was not the greatest when it came to lying and especially my therapist could easily point out when that was the case though to this day, she never once questioned me ever about lying. For that, I was grateful.

The next following forty minutes, we talked mainly about the daily happenings of my life. If any new incidents occurred or anything out of the ordinary took place and the plans of my future. That was how it went the past three months as we stopped talking about him with Ms. Clark telling me that I had moved on. I, to this day wasn't really convinced whether I was over those time or not but I preferred not talking about said times and especially, thinking about them ever again. So instead, I stuck to the weekly appointments where we only talked about normal toppings.

"That's great to hear, Chloe," Ms. Clark answered warmly at me as I had told her about my plans of moving in a new apartment on my own. "I'm amazed to see at how far you have come. Usually, it takes people a lot longer to progress what they've been through, let alone thinking about a new start and that all on their own."

A forced smile covered the numb features of mine as I settled my gaze on my lap where I was playing with my fingers nervously. A bad habit I did whenever I was nervous or stressed without even noticing. I forced my hands to still and looked back up at Ms. Clark scribbling some notes away again with a small smile on her face.

"Yeah, I want to leave all of that behind and focus on my future without any obstacles," came my agreement I had rehearsed for weeks to feed them both my brother and therapist.

Ms. Clark put her pen away along with the  clipboard and smiled warmly at me, pushing her blond hair behind her ear as she stood up to put her things onto the desk. Taking that as a cue for today's appointment being over, I stood up as well, slinging my bag over my shoulder.