Prologue
"Dad, I love him so fucking much," She cried loudly. "Even though he hurt me, I'm mentally and physically scarred, but I still love him."
"He left me, how dare he," she yelled, pushing away bunches of missing pieces of the motorbike away, "He hurt me because he loved me."
A motorbike was destroyed completely right in front of her eyes. Squashed into a flat piece, ends falling off, as her boyfriend was being taken into an ambulance.
"That's it, Isabel." Her dad sighed. "You're going to therapy again."
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Therapist [h.s]
Fanfictionwhat people need to understand is, you may not like your job, but you're the one who chose it. In which her therapist becomes infatuated with her. Highest ranking #3 in fan-fiction Cover made by @whayever
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