| everyone adores you (atleast I do) |

she was your therapist.. you liked her a lot.. her little movements when she thought.. her happy state.. she always had this smirk that could make anyone go on their knees.. or maybe it was just you..

one day.. you were in a session with her and she suddenly gave you a smirk when she saw the logins of the journal she gave to you to write in.. you were exclusive.. putting every detail in just for her..

you wanted her to read it..