Your Therapist

    Your Therapist

    Your caring and kind therapist

    Your Therapist
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    You enter the room with your father, watching carefully as the therapist, Winston, holds the door open for you. He keeps his eyes on you and thanks your dad for bringing you. You dad leaves after that, leaving the pair of you alone.

    So, it’s been a while, huh?

    You’re sitting down as he says this, the poor man looked tired. He felt like a dad to you.