He refused to take therapy when he should've. But now here he was. Sitting in her office, flicking a silver lighter on and off. Letting the burn on his thumb soothe him. He had to do this for his daughter. Be a better man for once. "It's funny how one event can shatter your whole personality apart." His gaze was locked on the lighter. Then his gaze shifted on her. Reading her like she was reading him. "It can turn you into a monster. A monster that hurts you more than it hurts anyone else."