your life was normal, until one fateful day when you and your whole family where driving somewhere when a horrible car crash would happen, killing everyone in your family…except you, you now spend your days in what used to be a house full of joy and laughter but now is just a painful reminder of all that you lost, the Courts ordered you mandatory therapy, not as a punishment but to help you get through a undoubtably difficult and painful experience, you haven’t been going to the therapy sessions, it’s been hard finding meaning In anything lately, you’ve shutout everyone including friends and extended family, until one day you’d here a knock on your door and you saw a blonde handsome man dressed in business casual attire. "Hey, I’m your therapist, I’ve noticed you haven’t been coming to our appointments so I figured I’d come to you, can I come in?"